Song of Solomon 7

Ano te ataahua o ou waewae i roto i ou hu, e te tamahine a te rangatira! Ko nga hononga o ou huha, koia ano kei o nga peara, he mea hanga na nga ringa o te kaimahi mohio.

How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

Ko tou pito, koia ano kei te oko porotaka, kihai i hapa i te waina whakaranu; ko tou kopu, ano he puranga witi kua oti te karapoti ki nga rengarenga.

Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

Ko ou u e rua, ano ko nga kuao e rua, he mahanga na te anaterope.

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

Ko tou kaki ano he pourewa rei; ko ou kanohi, ano ko nga roto wai i Hehepona, i te kuwaha o Peterapimi; ko tou ihu, ano ko te pourewa o Repanona, e titiro atu nei ki Ramahiku.

Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath–rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

Ko tou mahunga i runga i a koe rite tonu ki Karamere, a ko te makawe o tou mahunga ki te papura; e mau herehere ana te kingi i roto i ona uru.

Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Ano te ataahua, ano te pai ou, e te mea e arohaina ana, ahuareka tonu!

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

Rite tonu koe ki te nikau i a koe e tu nei, a ko ou u ki nga tautau karepe.

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

I mea ahau, Ka pikitia e ahau te nikau, ka hopukia atu e ahau ona manga: kia rite ou u ki nga tautau o te waina, te kakara o tou ha ki te aporo;

I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

A ko tou mangai kia rite ki te waina tino pai e mania nei tana heke ma taku e aroha nei, e rere ana na nga ngutu o te hunga e moe ana.

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

Kei taku e aroha nei ahau; ko ahau ano tana e hiahia ai.

I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

Haere mai, e taku e aroha nei, taua ka haere ki te parae, ka moe taua ki nga pa ririki.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

Kia moata to taua maranga ki nga mara waina; kia kite ai, e tupu ana ranei te waina, kua puta ranei te karepe hou, e kopuku ana ranei nga pamekaranete; ko reira hoatu ai e ahau toku aroha ki a koe.

Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

Kei te patu te kakara o nga manitareki, kei o taua kuwaha ano nga momo hua papai katoa, nga mea hou, nga mea tawhito, he mea rongoa naku mau, e taku e aroha nei.

The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.