¹The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.

¹¶ Ko te waiata o nga waiata, ko ta Horomona.

²Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

²¶ Kia kihia ahau e ia ki nga kihi a tona mangai: he pai atu hoki tou aroha i te waina.

³Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.

³He kakara pai to ou hinu; ko tou ingoa ano he hinu kua oti te riringi; na reira i aroha ai nga wahine ki a koe.

⁴Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers; We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.

⁴Kumea ahau; ka rere atu matou, ka whai i a koe: kua oti ahau te kawe e te kingi ki ona ruma: ka koa matou, ka hari ki a koe; engari tou aroha i te waina hei maharatanga atu ma matou: e tika ana to ratou aroha ki a koe.

⁵I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

⁵He mangu ahau, otiia he ataahua ano, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, rite tonu ano ki nga teneti o Kerara, ki nga kakahu tauarai o Horomona.

⁶Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; [But] mine own vineyard have I not kept.

⁶Kaua e titiro mai ki ahau, no te mea he parauri ahau, no te mea kua tahuna ahau e te ra. I riri nga tama a toku whaea ki ahau, meinga ana ahau e ratou hei kaitiaki mo nga mara waina; ko taku mara ia, ko taku ake, kihai i tiakina e ahau.

⁷Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

⁷¶ Whakaaturia mai ki ahau, e ta toku wairua e aroha nei, ko hea koe whangai ai, ko hea koe mea ai i tau kahui kia takoto i te poutumarotanga; kia rite ahau hei aha ki te mahunga taupoki i te taha o nga kahui a ou hoa?

⁸If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

⁸Ki te kore koe e mohio, e te mea ataahua rawa o nga wahine, haere atu i runga i nga takahanga o nga hipi, ka whangai i au kuao koati i te taha o nga nohoanga o nga hepara.

⁹I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

⁹Kua whakaritea koe e ahau, e taku e aroha nei, ki tetahi o nga hoiho o nga hariata a Parao.

¹⁰Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], Thy neck with strings of jewels.

¹⁰He ataahua ou paparinga i nga whiri o nga makawe, tou kaki i nga tautau o nga mea whakapaipai.

¹¹We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.

¹¹Ka hanga e matou etahi mekameka koura mou, he mea tia ki te hiriwa.

¹²While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

¹²¶ I te kingi e noho ana i tona tepu, ka puta te kakara o toku nara.

¹³My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

¹³Ko te rite ki ahau o taku e aroha nei kei te paihere maira, e takoto nei i waenganui i oku u.

¹⁴My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.

¹⁴He tautau hena ki ahau taku e aroha nei, i nga mara waina o Enekeri.

¹⁵Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.

¹⁵Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku e aroha nei; nana, he purotu koe; ko ou kanohi kei te kukupa.

¹⁶Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.

¹⁶Nana, he ataahua koe, e taku kaingakau, ae ra, he ahuareka: matomato tonu ano hoki to taua moenga.

¹⁷The beams of our house are cedars, [And] our rafters are firs.

¹⁷He hita nga kurupae o to taua whare, he kauri nga heke.