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Song 4

Berean Standard Bible
Bible Mutal (Kosraean)
1How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
1Mutan saok sik, kom kato na pwaye! Motom efal oana mutun sie wuleoa ye nuknuk minini afinyen motom. Aunsifom sroalsroal ac srosro oana un nani uh Ke ac putati fineol Gilead me.
2Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
2Wihsum fasrfasr oana sheep Ma tufahna kalkulla ac owola. Tia soko selos fulukla; Nufonna arulana fas, ac kais soko oasr lainya.
3Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
3Ngoasrom oana sie ropin srusra; Arulana kato ke pacl kom kaskas uh. Likintupom srusrsrusrame ye nuknuk minini lisringyen motom an.
4Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
4Kwawom raraun ac fwel Oana tower lal David, Naweyukla ke soko ah in walwal ma oasr tausin mwe loang sripsripi kac.
5Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
5Titi lom uh oana gazelle fusr lukwa, Oana deer fak uh ke eltal mongo inmasrlon kiuf uh.
6Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
6Nga ac som ac muta fin inging in myrrh uh, Oayapa fin inging in mwe keng, Nwe ke na engyengsrik in lotu uh tuhme, Ac lohsr uh wanginla.
7You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
7Kom su saoklana sik, kom arulana kato, Arulana fwel monum nufon!
8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
8Mutan su nga ako se, fahsru liki Fineol in acn Lebanon; Fahsru wiyu liki acn loessula Lebanon. Oatui liki Fineol Amana, Liki Eol Senir ac Eol Hermon, Fahsru liki acn ma lufin lion ac leopard oan we.
9You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
9Mutan su nga ako in payuk se, ngetnget se lom an Ac ah soko kom wulu an, Arulana usla insiuk!
10How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
10Mutan saok kiuk, Nga arulana pwar ke lungse lom uh. Lungse lom uh wo liki wain uh; Ono keng lom uh wo fohlo liki kain in mwe keng nukewa.
11Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
11Mutan saok sik, ngoasrom emwem oana honey; Loum oana milk ac honey nu sik. Nuknuk lom uh keng oana foulin sak cedar Lebanon me.
12My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
12Mutan se su arulana saok sik, el oana sie ima ma oan yen lukma, Sie ima kalkalyak, ac sie unon in kof kaul nu sin mwet saya,
13Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
13Yen sak uh kapak arulana wo we. Elos kapak oana ima in sak pomegranate, Ac oswe fahko su arulana wo. Pacl nukewa pus sunun sak keng inge: henna, nard,
14with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
14Saffron, calamus, ac cinnamon, Ac kain in mwe keng nukewa. Myrrh ac aloes wi pac kap we Wi kain in ono ma arulana keng.
15You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
15Kof uh unonak ac aksroksrokye ima uh, Ac infacl srisrik sororror we, Ac kof uh asrma liki Fineol Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
16Tukakek, Eng Epang me. Eng Eir me, tuhme nu ke ima luk; Nwakla yen engyen uh ke foul keng. Lela mukul se su saok sik in tuku nu ke ima lal Ac mongo ke fokinsak wolana we.

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