Ko e tala, ēKi he muimui na'e fai 'e LuteKo e lea, ēNa'e ongo mai mei he fa'ēFoki atu ā ki ho fonuaKo Opa ena kuo foki he halaFoki ai, 'ikai ai ha falala'anga'E Lute, ke ke foki kimoua pē.
Naomi, ēTeu muimui pēKo koe pēKo 'eku fa'ēKo ho kakaiTe mau fe'ohiKo ho fonuaTeu mate ai.
Faka'ofa ji'i tangi mo koleNe fai 'e Lute ki ji'ene fa'ē'Ikai teu lava keu hanga 'o li'aki'Eku pikitai pē 'eta palōmesi'O ne lea ai, "Lute ke ke foki,Tuku pē au keu fua 'a e mamahi ni."
The storyOf Ruth's loyaltyA storyOf motherly affection"Return to your homelandOrpah is there, she returns to her peopleGo with her for there is no one here to cling toDear Ruth, I implore that you both return to your people."
"O Naomi,Only you I will follow;Only thou,Who art my mother;Your people,We will fellowship together;Where you call home,I will die there."
Oh, how endearing are the cries and pleaThat Ruth does to her motherI'm unable to face and break...My bond to you -- our promiseAnd Naomi replied, "Ruth, please return to your people,Leave me to bear this pain alone."