On Lal Solomon 5
Bible Mutal (Kosraean)Translation
Bible Mutal (Kosraean)
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
1Mutan se su saok sik, su nga ako in payuk se, Nga utyak nu in ima luk. Nga kunsani mwe akkeng luk wi myrrh; Nga engankin eman honey luk ma oan in nien honey uh; Ac nga nim wain ac milk nimuk. Komtal mwet kawuk luo an, mongo ac nim Nwe ke na komtal mutkakinya lungse lomtal!
1I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2Ke nga oan in motul, insiuk ngetnget na. Oana ngan lohng mu el su nga lungse el towol srungul uh. Ikasla nga in utyak, mutan su saok sik, Kom su kuiyuk, ac oana wuleoa nutik. Insifuk sroksroki ke aunfong, Ac aunsifuk olalaek ke ohu uh.
2I sleep, but my heart waketh; Hark! my beloved knocketh: 'Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.'
3Nga sarukla nuknuk luk ah tari; Mwe mea nga in sifil nuknukyang? Nga ohlla niuk tari; Mwe mea ngan sifil akfohkfokyela?
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4El su nga pwar se el isongang paol nu in mutunoa, Ac nga pulakin pwar na yohk insiuk.
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him.
5Nga tukakek in ikasla elan utyak. Pouk mosrweyukla ke myrrh, Ac kufinpouk ke sronin myrrh Ke nga saplakang nu ke mwe ikak ke srungul uh.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with flowing myrrh, upon the handles of the bar.
6Nga ikasla srungul uh nu sel su nga lungse, Tuh el nu som tari. Nga lukunna mulalla ke nga tia lohngak pusracl! Nga sokol tuh tia ku in konalak; Nga pangnol, a el tia topukyu.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had turned away, and was gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7Mwet topang su forfor taran siti uh elos liyeyuyak. Elos puokyuwi ac kanteyuwi; Mwet liyaung pot uh elos tulakunla nuknuk se ma afinyu.
7The watchmen that go about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
8Kowos mutan Jerusalem, wulema nu sik Lah kowos fin konauk el su nga lungse, Kowos ac fahkang nu sel lah nga kuf na pwaye ke nunkeyal.
8'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? that I am love-sick.'
9Kom su oaskulana inmasrlon mutan uh, Ya mukul se ingan sie liki na mukul nukewa? Mea se arulana wo kacl uh Ku kut in orek wulela nu sum kac?
9'What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so adjure us?'
10Mukul se nga lungse inge el ku ac fokoko finsroa; Inmasrlon mukul nukewa, wangin sie oana el.
10'My beloved is white and ruddy, pre-eminent above ten thousand.
11Mutal oana wolana lun gold uh; Aunsifal makoskos Ac sroalsroal oana sie won raven.
11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are curled, and black as a raven.
12Atronmutal kato oana wuleoa sisken sie unon in kof, Wuleoa ma fasrfasr oana milk, ac tu pe infacl srisrik uh.
12His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks; washed with milk, and fitly set.
13Foulin likintupal keng oana sie ima Ma sessela ke mahsrik ac ma keng uh. Ngoasrol oana kiuf uh, Ma sroksrok ke sronin myrrh.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as banks of sweet herbs; his lips are as lilies, dropping with flowing myrrh.
14Wo lumweyen paol, Ac el ringkin ring ma yunla ke wek saok. Manol fwel oana fweliyen ivory Ma naweyuk ke eot sapphire.
14His hands are as rods of gold set with beryl; his body is as polished ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15Nial oana sru orekla ke eot alabaster Ma loangeyukyak ke gold. Woiyen lumahl oana Fineol in acn Lebanon, Ac ku oana sak cedar we.
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; his aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16Emwem oalul ke nga ngok uh, Ac nga lungse ma nukewa kacl. Mutan Jerusalem, Pa inge luman kawuk luk su nga lungse.
16His mouth is most sweet; yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.'
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