On Lal Solomon 6
Bible Mutal (Kosraean)Translation
Bible Mutal (Kosraean)
Berean Standard Bible
1Kom su kato oemeet inmasrlon mutan uh, Mukul se kom lungse ingan som nu oya? Fahkma nu sesr lah el fahsr nu ya, Kut in mau ku in kasrekom sokolak.
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
2Kuiyuk el som nu ke ima lal, Yen sak keng uh kapak we. El som kite un sheep natul in ima sac, Ac kinkin ros kiuf.
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3Mukul se nga lungse inge ma na luk, ac nga ma na lal. El mukena kite un kosro natul inmasrlon ros kiuf uh.
3I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
4Mutan saok sik, kom arulana oasku oana acn Jerusalem, Kom kato oana siti fulat Tirzah, Oaskuiyom mwe kaksak ac arulana insewowo in liyeyuk.
4You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5Furokla motom likiyu; Ngetma lom an oru nga kofla in oru kutena ma. Aunsifom sroalsroal ac srosro oana un nani uh Ke ac putati fineol Gilead me.
5Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
6Wihsum fasrfasr oana sheep Ma tufahna kalkulla ac owola. Tia soko selos fulukla; Nufonna arulana fas, ac kais soko oasr lainya.
6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
7Likintupom srusrsrusrame ye nuknuk minini lisringyen motom an.
7Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8Mansis finne oasr kasra onngoul ac mutan kulansap oalngoul kial tokosra, Wi mutan fusr puspis saya su tia ku in oekyukla.
8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9Tusruktu mutan sefanna pa nga lungse uh, El arulana wo ac kato, oana sie wuleoa. El mutan sefanna nutin nina kial uh, Ac nina kial el kuloel. Mutan nukewa liyal ac kaksakunul; Kasra ac mutan kulansap kien tokosra elos yuk on in kaksak kacl.
9but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
10Su mutan se inge, ku ngetngeta uh oana kalmen lotu uh? El arulana oasku ac saromrom, Ac srekuti oana faht uh ku malem uh.
10Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
11Nga oatula inmasrlon sak almond uh In tuh liye sak fusr ma kap infahlfal uh, Ac liye sra sasu ke mah orak uh, Ac ros ma farengelik ke sak pomegranate.
11I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12Nga rrarakkom oru nga tufalak ke lungse luk uh, Oana sie mwet utuk chariot ke el ac rarala nu ke mweun uh.
12Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13Mutan fusr Shulam se ingan, foloko, foloko, Tuh nga in ku in tuni kom. Efu ku kom lungse tuniyu Ke nga tacn inmasrlon mwet su takla tacn inge?
13Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim ?
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