Wer Mamit 4
1 Mano kaka ijaber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka ijaber! Wengeni neno mamuol ka akuru. Yie wiyi chalo gi kweth mag diek, malor koa e Got Gilead.
BEHOLD, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2 Lekeni tar mana ka kweth mag rombe makoro eka oliel yiegi kendo mowuok kar luok. Moro ka moro wuotho gi nyithinde ma rude, kendo onge moro man kende.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
3 Pien dhogi chalo gi law marakwaro; kendo dhogi ber ahinya. Lembi moum gi law yom machalo mana gi olemo mongʼinore.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4 Ngʼuti chalo gi osuch Daudi, mochungʼ tir gi chia; kuode alufu achiel oliero kuome, ma kargi duto gin kuodi mag jokedo.
Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Thundeni chalo gi nyithi mwanda ariyo maromre adier gichalo gi nyithind mwanda ma rude, makwayo e kind ondanyo.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Ka piny oseyawore kendo rumbi oserumo, eka abiro dhi ewi got kuma gik madungʼ tik mangʼwe ngʼar yudoree kendo nyaka ewi gode matindo miwangʼoe ubani.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Ijaber e yore duto, jaherana; onge mbala moro amora e dendi.
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8 Yaye jaherana, bi wadhi kodi ka waa e got Lebanon, adier bi koda walor ka waa Lebanon. Lor piny ia e chuny got Amana, lor ia ewi got mar Senir gi Hermon, wuog e bur sibuoche kendo wuog ewi got kama kwach oloko miechgi.
Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Yaye jaherana, ka aneno kaka ingʼiya, kod tigo malich miliero e ngʼuti, to chunya rumo.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 Mano kaka herani miya mor, yaye osiepna, ma ahero; mano kaka herani kelo mor mangʼeny moloyo divai, kendo ngʼwe ngʼar moloyo modhi mamoko duto!
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11 Yaye jaherana, pien dhogi mit ka mor kich; lewi chalona chak kata mor kich. Lewni mirwako dungʼ tik mamit mana ka tik mamit mar got Lebanon.
Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 Yaye jaherana, ichalo gi puodho mochiel; kendo ka soko molor dhoge modin motegno.
A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Yiende madongo e puothi gin olembe mongʼinore, molembegi beyo, kendo mit kaka olemb hena kod nad.
Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14 Gin olembe mopogore opogore kaka nad kod safron, gi kalmas kod sinamon, kod yedhe mangʼwe ngʼar, kaka ubani gi mane-mane, kod apilo mamit mag tedo.
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15 Ichalo gi puodho ma thidhna ni e iye, bende ichalo gi soko mar pi mamol, kendo ichalo gi aore mamol kawuok ewi gode mag Lebanon.
A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16 Wuogi ka ikudho, in yamb nyandwat, bende in yamb milambo kudhi! Kudhi e puotha, mondo tikne okere malach. We jaherana koro obi odonji e puothe kendo obil olembene moyiedhi kendo mamit.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
