¹¶ He puawai ahau no Harono, he rengarenga no nga awaawa.

¹I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.

²He rengarenga i roto i nga tataramoa, ko taku e aroha nei i waenga i nga tamahine.

²As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

³¶ Kei te aporo i roto i nga rakau o te ngahere te rite o taku kaingakau i roto i nga taitamariki. Ahuareka ana taku noho iho i raro i tona taumarumarutanga, a he reka ana hua ki toku ngao.

³As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.

⁴I kawea ahau e ia ki te whare hakari, a ko tona kara i runga i ahau he aroha.

⁴He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.

⁵Whakakahangia ake ahau ki te karepe whakamaroke, whakahauorangia ahau ki te aporo; e mate ana hoki ahau i te aroha.

⁵Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.

⁶Kei raro i toku mahunga tona maui, e awhi ana tona matau i ahau.

⁶His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.

⁷He ki tenei naku ki a koutou, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, i te aroaro ano o nga anaterope, o nga hata o te parae, kaua e whakaohokia, kaua e whakaarahia taku e aroha nei, a kia pai ra ano ia.

⁷I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.

⁸¶ Ko te reo ra o taku e aroha nei! Nana, te haere mai nei ia, e tupekepeke ana i runga i nga maunga, e mokowhiti ana i runga i nga pukepuke.

⁸The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.

⁹Rite tonu taku e aroha nei ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata ranei: tenei ia te tu mai nei i muri o to matou taiepa, e matakitaki mai ana i nga matapihi, e whakaata mai ana ra roto i te mea ripekapeka.

⁹My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.

¹⁰I korero mai taku e aroha nei, i mea mai ki ahau, E ara, e taku ipo, e taku mea ataahua, ka haere mai.

¹⁰My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹¹Nana, kua pahemo te hotoke, kua mutu te ua, kua kore;

¹¹For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:

¹²Kua puta nga puawai ki te whenua; kua tata te wa e korihi ai nga manu, a e rangona ana te reo o te kukupa ki to tatou whenua;

¹²The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;

¹³Kua kopuku nga hua hou o te piki, kua puaka nga waina, e kakara mai nei. Maranga, e toku hoa, e taku mea ataahua, haere mai hoki.

¹³The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!

¹⁴¶ E taku kukupa i roto i nga kapiti o te kamaka, i te wahi ngaro o te pikitanga, kia kite ahau i tou ahua, kia rongo ahau i tou reo; he reka hoki tou reo, he ataahua tou mata.

¹⁴My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

¹⁵Hopukia mai ma taua nga pokiha, nga pokiha ririki e takakino nei i a taua mara waina; kua puawai hoki a taua waina.

¹⁵Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.

¹⁶Naku taku kaingakau, nana hoki ahau: kei waenga ia i nga rengarenga e whangai ana i tana kahui.

¹⁶My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,

¹⁷I te mea kiano i matao te ra, a kiano i rere noa nga atarangi, tahuri mai, e taku e aroha nei, kia rite koe ki te anaterope, ki te kuao hata, i nga maunga o Petere.

¹⁷Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.