1 I te po, i runga i toku moenga, i rapua e ahau ta toku wairua i aroha ai: i rapua e ahau, heoi kihai i kitea.

By night on my bed I sought the one I love; I sought him, but I did not find him.

2 K a mea ahau, Ka whakatika ahau aianei, ka kopikopiko i roto i te pa, i nga huarahi, i nga waharoa, ka rapu i ta toku wairua i aroha ai: rapua ana ia e ahau, heoi kihai i kitea.

“I will rise now,” I said, “And go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek the one I love.” I sought him, but I did not find him.

3 I tutaki ki ahau nga kaitiaki e kopikopiko nei i roto i te pa: ano ra ko ahau ki a ratou, I kite ranei koutou i ta toku wairua e aroha nei?

The watchmen who go about the city found me; I said, “Have you seen the one I love?”

4 P ahemo kau atu ratou, kua tutaki ahau ki ta toku wairua e aroha nei; kei te pupuri ahau i a ia, kihai hoki ia i tukua atu e ahau, a kawea noatia atu ia e ahau ki te whare o toku whaea, ki te ruma o te wahine i whanau ai ahau.

Scarcely had I passed by them, When I found the one I love. I held him and would not let him go, Until I had brought him to the house of my mother, And into the chamber of her who conceived me.

5 H e ki tenei naku ki a koutou, e nga tamahine o Hiruharama, i te aroaro o nga anaterope, o nga hata o te parae, kaua e whakaoho, kaua e whakaara i taku e aroha nei, kia pai ra ano ia.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases. The Coming of Solomon The Shulamite

6 K o wai tenei e whakaputa mai nei i te koraha, ano ko nga pou paowa, kakara tonu i te maira, i te parakihe, i nga puehu katoa a te kaihoko?

Who is this coming out of the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the merchant’s fragrant powders?

7 N ana, ko te amo o Horomona; e toru tekau nga tangata marohirohi i tetahi taha, i tetahi taha, no nga marohirohi o Iharaira.

Behold, it is Solomon’s couch, With sixty valiant men around it, Of the valiant of Israel.

8 H e hunga mau hoari ratou katoa, he mea whakaako ki te whawhai; kei tona huwha ano te hoari a tenei, a tenei, i te wehi hoki i te po.

They all hold swords, Being expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh Because of fear in the night.

9 I hanga e Kingi Horomona he amo mona, no Repanona te rakau.

Of the wood of Lebanon Solomon the King Made himself a palanquin:

10 K o ona pou i hanga e ia ki te hiriwa, he koura a raro, he papura tona nohoanga, he mea whariki a waenganui ki te aroha, no nga tamahine o Hiruharama.

He made its pillars of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple, Its interior paved with love By the daughters of Jerusalem.

11 H aere, e nga tamahine o Hiona, ka matakitaki i a Kingi Horomona, me te karauna ano i karaunatia ai ia e tona whaea i te ra o tona marenatanga, i te ra hoki i koa ai tona ngakau.

Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And see King Solomon with the crown With which his mother crowned him On the day of his wedding, The day of the gladness of his heart.