< Soloumane ea Gesami 5 >
1 Dunu da amane sia: i, “Na dogolegei amola na uda! Na da na ifabia golili sa: i dagoi. Na da na hedama: ne fodole nasu amola na gabusiga: ‘me’ amo da gagadolala. Na da na agime hano amola agime hano diasu nana. Na da na waini hano amola gebo dodo maga: me nana.” Uda da amane sia: i, “Sasagesu dabe dilia! Ha: i moma! Amola waini hano naleawane, sasagesu hou amoga feloama: ma!”
[HE] I have entered my garden, my sister, bride, I have plucked my myrrh, with my balsam, I have eaten the honey of my thicket, I have drunk my wine, with my milk: —Eat ye, O friends, Drink, yea drink abundantly, ye beloved!
2 “Na da golai dialoba, na dogo da nedigi dialu. Na sasagesu da logoa lulu fugilaloba, na da golaia ba: lu.” Dunu da amane sia: i, “Na dogolegei! Na ‘dafe’ sio! Na misa: ma! Na dialuma da oubi mogele amoga nanegai gala.” Uda da amane sia: i,
[SHE] I, was sleeping, but, my heart, was awake, —The voice of my beloved—knocking! Open to me, my sister, my fair one, my dove, my perfect one, for, my head, is filled with dew, my locks, with the moisture of the night.
3 “Na da na abula gisa: i dagoi. Na da abuliba: le amo bu gasisa: lima: bela: ? Na da na emo dodofei dagoi. Na da laluba: le na emo bu nigima: ma: bela: ?
I have put off my tunic, oh how shall I put it on? I have bathed my feet, oh how shall I soil them?
4 Na sasagesu dunu da logo ga: suga lobo ligisi. E da na gadenene esalebe, amo na dawa: loba, nodoi.
My beloved, thrust in his hand, at the window, and, my feelings, were deeply moved for him:
5 Na da e ganodini misa: ne momagei dagoi ba: i. Na lobo da ‘me’ gabusiga: hano amoga dedeboi ba: i. Na da logo ga: su geda gagui.
I myself, arose, to open to my beloved, —and, my hands, dripped with myrrh, and, my fingers, with myrrh distilling, upon the handles of the bolt.
6 Na da na sasagesu dunu misa: ne logo doasi. Be e da asi dagoi ba: i. Na da ea sia: nabimusa: bagadewane hanai. Na da e hogoi be hame ba: i. Na da e wei be alofebe hame nabi.
I myself, opened to my beloved, but, my beloved, had turned away, had passed on, —My soul, had gone out when he spake, I sought him, but found him not, I called him, but he answered not.
7 Sosodo aligisu dunu amo da moilai bai bagade sisiga: ha lala, na ba: i. Ilia da na fane, fofonomagia: i. Moilai bai bagade gagoi sosodo aligisu dunu ilia da na abula sawa: figi houga: le fasi.
The watchmen who were going round in the city, found me, they smote me, wounded me, —The watchmen of the walls, took away my cloak from off me.
8 Yelusaleme uda, dilia! Nama sia: ilegema! Dilia na sasagesu dunu ba: sea, ema na da sasagesu hou ha: giwane hamobeba: le gasa hame gala adoma: ne, sia: ilegema.” Yelusaleme uda ilia amane sia: i,
I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, —If ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? That, sick with love, I am.
9 “Saga! Dia noga: idafa ba: su da eno uda huluane baligisa. Be dia sasagesu dunu da eno dunu huluane baligisala: ? E da baligili noga: idafala: ? Ninia da abuliba: le dima ilegele sia: ma: bela: ?” Uda da amane sia: i,
[DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM] What is thy beloved more than any other beloved, thou most beautiful among women? What is thy beloved more than any other beloved, that, thus, thou hast adjured us?
10 “Na sasagesu dunu da noga: idafa ba: sa amola e da gasa bagade gala. E da dunu 10,000 gilisisu ganodini baligili noga: idafa ba: sa.
[SHE.] My beloved, is white and ruddy, conspicuous beyond ten thousand:
11 Ea odagi gadofo da osoboya: i amola hohona: boi. Ea dialuma hinabo da helo amola balega sio defele, bunumai gala.
His head, is pure gold, —his locks, are bushy, black as a raven;
12 Ea si da ‘dafe’ sio amo da dodo maga: mega dodofei amola hano yogo dalebe ea bega: esala, amo defele, noga: idafa ba: sa.
His eyes, like doves, by the channels of water, —bathing in milk, set as gems in a ring:
13 Ea ba: da ifabi amo da hedama: ne fodole nasu bugi amoga nabai defele, noga: idafa ba: sa. Ea lafi gadofo da ‘lili’ mosoi amo ‘me’ hano amoga nanegai agoane ba: sa.
His cheeks, like a raised bed of balsam, growing plants of perfume, —His lips, lilies, dripping with myrrh distilling:
14 Ea lobo da noga: le hamoi ba: sa amola ea lobo sogo gasisalasu amo da igi noga: idafa amoga nina: hamoi. Ea da: i da hohona: boi ‘aifoli’ amo da ‘sa: faia’ igi noga: i amoga nina: hamoi, agoane ba: sa.
His hands, cylinders of gold, set with topaz, —His body, wrought work of ivory, covered with sapphires:
15 Ea masele da ‘a: laba: sade’ ganumu amo da gouli bai amoga sali agoane ba: sa. E da Lebanone Goumi alelaloi (amo da: iya da dolo ifa sedadedafa) amo agoane baligili noga: idafa ba: sa.
His legs, pillars of white marble, founded on sockets of gold, —His form, like Lebanon, choice as cedars:
16 Ea lafi da nonogosea hedasa. Na da ea hou huluane ba: sea, nodosa. Dilia, Yelusaleme uda! Na sasagesu dunu da agoaiwane gala.”
His mouth, most sweet, yea, altogether, he is delightful, —This, is my beloved, yea, this, is my dear one, ye daughters of Jerusalem.