< 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.
Mi frendesse, thou art ful fair; thin iyen ben of culueris, with outen that that is hid with ynne; thin heeris ben as the flockis of geete, that stieden fro the hil of Galaad.
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.
Thi teeth ben as the flockis of clippid sheep, that stieden fro waischyng; alle ben with double lambren, and no bareyn is among tho.
3 Pien dhogi chalo gi law marakwaro; kendo dhogi ber ahinya. Lembi moum gi law yom machalo mana gi olemo mongʼinore.
Thi lippis ben as a reed lace, and thi speche is swete; as the relif of an appil of Punyk, so ben thi chekis, with outen that, that is hid with ynne.
4 Ngʼuti chalo gi osuch Daudi, mochungʼ tir gi chia; kuode alufu achiel oliero kuome, ma kargi duto gin kuodi mag jokedo.
Thi necke is as the tour of Dauid, which is bildid with strengthis maad bifore for defense; a thousynde scheldis hangen on it, al armure of stronge men.
5 Thundeni chalo gi nyithi mwanda ariyo maromre adier gichalo gi nyithind mwanda ma rude, makwayo e kind ondanyo.
Thi twei tetis ben as twey kidis, twynnes of a capret, that ben fed in 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.
til the dai sprynge, and shadewis ben bowid doun. Y schal go to the mounteyn of myrre, and to the litil hil of encense.
7 Ijaber e yore duto, jaherana; onge mbala moro amora e dendi.
My frendesse, thou art al faire, and no wem is 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.
My spousesse, come thou fro the Liban; come thou fro the Liban, come thou; thou schalt be corowned fro the heed of Amana, fro the cop of Sanyr and Hermon, fro the dennys of liouns, fro the hillis of pardis.
9 Yaye jaherana, ka aneno kaka ingʼiya, kod tigo malich miliero e ngʼuti, to chunya rumo.
My sister spousesse, thou hast woundid myn herte; thou hast woundid myn herte, in oon of thin iyen, and in oon heer of thi necke.
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!
My sistir spousesse, thi tetis ben ful faire; thi tetis ben feirere than wyn, and the odour of thi clothis is aboue alle swete smellynge oynementis.
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.
Spousesse, thi lippis ben an hony coomb droppynge; hony and mylk ben vndur thi tunge, and the odour of thi clothis is as the odour of encence.
12 Yaye jaherana, ichalo gi puodho mochiel; kendo ka soko molor dhoge modin motegno.
Mi sister spousesse, a gardyn closid togidere; a gardyn closid togidere, a welle aseelid.
13 Yiende madongo e puothi gin olembe mongʼinore, molembegi beyo, kendo mit kaka olemb hena kod nad.
Thi sendingis out ben paradis of applis of Punyk, with the fruytis of applis, cipre trees, with narde;
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.
narde, and saffrun, an erbe clepid fistula, and canel, with alle trees of the Liban, myrre, and aloes, with alle the beste oynementis.
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 welle of gardyns, a pit of wallynge watris, that flowen with fersnesse fro the Liban.
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.
Rise thou north wynd, and come thou, south wynd; blowe thou thorouy my gardyn, and the swete smellynge oynementis therof schulen flete.

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