1 Kua riro ki hea tau e aroha na, e te wahine ataahua rawa o nga wahine? I anga ki hea tau e aroha na, kia rapu tahi ai matou me koe?

2 Kua riro taku e aroha nei ki raro, ki tana kari, ki nga tupuranga o nga kinaki kakara, ki nga kari kai ai, ki te kato i nga rengarenga.

3 Na taku e aroha nei ahau, a naku taku e aroha nei: kei nga rengarenga ia e whangai ana i tana kahui.

4 He ataahua koe, e toku hoa, he pera me Tirita; he ahuareka koe, pera me Hiruharama, he whakamataku pera me te taua e tare ana nga kara.

5 Tahuri atu ou kanohi i ahau, ka riro hoki ahau i a raua; ko ou makawe, koia ano kei te kahui koati e takoto ana i te taha o Kireara.

6 Ko ou niho ano he kahui hipi uha e haere mai ana i te horoi, rite katoa i te mahanga, kahore hoki he pakoro i roto i a ratou.

7 Rite tonu ki tetahi wahi o te pamekaranete ou rahirahinga i muri i tou arai.

8 E ono tekau enei kuini, e waru tekau nga wahine iti, me nga wahine e kore e taea te tatau.

9 Ko taku kukupa, ko taku mea pokekore, he mea kotahi noa; ko ia anake ta tona whaea; ko ia te mea i paingia rawatia e te wahine i whanau ai ia: i kite nga tamahine i a ia, kei te manaaki i a ia; ae ra, ko nga kuini me nga wahine iti, whakamoemiti ana ratou ki a ia.

10 Ko wai tenei e matakitaki mai nei, ano ko te ata, ataahua tonu, ano ko te marama, marama rawa, koia ano kei te ra, whakawehi rawa, me te mea he taua e tare ana nga kara?

11 I haere atu ahau ki te kari nati, kia kite i nga taru matomato o te awaawa; kia kite e tupu ana ranei te waina, e kopuku ana ranei nga pamekaranete.

12 Mohio rawa ake ahau kua meinga ahau e toku wairua kia tau ki waenga ki nga hariata o toku iwi rangatira.

13 Hoki mai, hoki mai, e te Hurami, hoki mai, hoki mai, kia matakitaki ai matou ki a koe. He aha ta koutou e titiro ai ki te Hurami me te mea ko te haka o Mahanaima?

1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. 2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. 3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners. 5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead. 6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. 7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks. 8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. 9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded. 12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib. 13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.