Wer Mamit 1
1 Wer mamit moloyo wende moko nondiki gi ruoth Solomon.
The Song of Songs, which is by Solomon.
2 Bi mondo inyodha gi dhogi, nikech herani kelo mor moloyo divai.
[[M.]] O that he would kiss me with one of the kisses of his mouth! For thy love is better than wine.
3 Modhi miwirorigo dungʼ mamit; kendo nyingi chalo gi mo mangʼwe ngʼar ma pukore oko. Kare mano emomiyo nyiri duto oheri!
Because of the savor of thy precious perfumes, (Thy name is like fragrant oil poured forth, ) Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Kawa idhi koda, waret piyo waa kae! Ruoth mondo odhi koda nyaka ei ode maiye. Osiepe Wail kendo chunywa mor kodi; wabiro pako herani moloyo divai. Nyako Gitimo gima kare ka gipuoyi!
Draw me after thee; let us run! The king hath led me to his chambers! We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will praise thy love more than wine. Justly do they love thee!
5 An nyako ma dichol kendo ma jaber, yaye nyi Jerusalem, an dichol mana ka hembe mag Kedar, kendo mana ka pasia molier e hembe Solomon.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Kik uchaya nikech an dichol, nimar chiengʼ ema oseloko denda kamano. Yawuot minwa nokecho koda, mine giketa jarit puothegi mag mzabibu; to puotha awuon mar mzabibu to ne ajwangʼo.
Gaze not upon me because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me! My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; My vineyard, my own, have I not kept.
7 Yaye jaherana, nyisane kuma ikwayoe jambi kod kuma iweye rombi mondo oyweyee odiechiengʼ tir. Angʼo momiyo dachal mana gi dhako moumo wangʼe e dier jamb osiepeni?
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou leadest it to rest at noon; For why should I be like a veiled one by the flocks of thy companions?
8 Ka ok ingʼeyo, yaye jaber moloyo mon mamoko, lu bangʼ rombe kuonde ma gikwayoe, mondo ikwa nyidiek ma pod tindo e bath hembe mag jokwath.
[[Lad.]] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents!
9 Jaherana, apimi mana gi faras madhako motwe but achiel kuom geche Farao.
[[Lov.]] To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!
10 Lembi nenore maber ka sitadi olierie; ngʼuti bende nenore maber ka olierie tigo ma nengogi tek.
Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.
11 Wabiro losoni thiwni mag dhahabu, kod tigo mag fedha.
Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.
12 Kane ruoth chiemo e mesane, mo mangʼwe ngʼar man-gi tik mamit nopongʼo ot kadonjo.
[[M.]] While the king reclineth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 Jaherana chalona gi mo mane-mane mobo matin ma nengone tek, mantie e kind thundena.
A bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide between my breasts.
14 Jaherana chalona maua maber mothiewo, moa e puoth mzabibu man En Gedi.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.
15 Mano kaka ijaber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka ijaber! Wengeni neno mamuol ka akuru.
[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.
16 Mano kaka iber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka berni olomba! Kendo kitandawa bende yom ka lum mangʼich.
[[M.]] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.
17 Bepe mag tat odwa gin mag sida; kendo bede yien mokar mag obudo nobednwa tado.
The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.
