Cânticos 7

He Whakapuaki Whakanui

Te Tāne

1 Anō te ātaahua o ōu waewae i roto i ōu hū,

e te tamāhine a te rangatira!

Ko ngā hononga o ōu hūhā, koia anō kei o ngā peara,

he mea hanga nā ngā ringa o te kaimahi mōhio.

2 Ko tōu pito, koia anō kei te oko porotaka,

kīhai i hapa i te wāina whakaranu;

ko tōu kōpū, ānō he pūranga wīti

kua oti te karapoti ki ngā rengarenga.

3 Nō ōu ū e rua, ānō ko ngā kūao e rua,

he māhanga nā te anaterope.

4 Ko tōu kakī ānō he pourewa rei.

Ko ōu kanohi, ānō ko ngā roto wai i Hehepona,

i te Kūwaha o Peterapimi.

Ko tōu ihu, ānō ko te Pourewa o Repanōna,

e titiro atu nei ki Ramahiku.

5 Ko tōu māhunga, i runga i a koe rite tonu ki Karamere,

ā, ko te makawe o tōu māhunga, ki te pāpura;

e mau herehere ana te kīngi i roto i ōna uru.

6 Anō te ātaahua, anō te pai ōu,

e te mea e arohaina ana, āhuareka tonu!

7 Rite tonu koe ki te nīkau i a koe e tū nei,

ā, ko ōu ū ki ngā tautau karepe.

8 I mea ahau, "Ka pikitia e ahau te nīkau,

ka hopukia atu e ahau ōna manga."

Kia rite ōu ū ki ngā tautau o te wāina,

te kakara o tōu hā ki te āporo;

9 ā, ko tōu māngai kia rite ki te wāina tino pai

e mania nei tāna heke mā tāku e aroha nei,

e rere ana nā ngā ngutu o te hunga e moe ana.

Te Wahine

10 Kei tāku e aroha nei ahau;

ko ahau anō tāna e hiahia ai.

11 Haere mai, e tāku e aroha nei,

tāua ka haere ki te pārae,

ka moe tāua ki ngā pā ririki.

12 Kia moata tō tāua maranga ki ngā māra wāina;

kia kite ai, e tupu ana rānei te wāina,

kua puta rānei te karepe hou,

e kōpuku ana rānei ngā pamekaranete.

Ko reira hoatu ai e ahau tōku aroha ki a koe.

13 Kei te patu te kakara o ngā manitareki,

kei ō tāua kūwaha anō ngā momo hua papai katoa,

ngā mea hou, ngā mea tawhito,

he mea rongoā nāku māu, e tāku e aroha nei.

1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!

Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

2 Thy body is like a round goblet,

Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:

Thy waist is like a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns

That are twins of a roe.

4 Thy neck is like the tower of ivory;

Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon,

By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon

Which looketh toward Damascus.

5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,

And the hair of thy head like purple;

The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou,

O love, for delights!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree,

And thy breasts to its clusters.

8 I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree,

I will take hold of the branches thereof:

Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy breath like apples,

9 And thy mouth like the best wine,

That goeth down smoothly for my beloved,

Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.

10 I am my beloved’s;

And his desire is toward me.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;

Let us lodge in the villages.

12 Let us get up early to the vineyards;

Let us see whether the vine hath budded,

And its blossom is open,

And the pomegranates are in flower:

There will I give thee my love.

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance;

And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old,

Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.