Wer Mamit 6
1 Jaherani olal kune, yaye jaber mogik e dier nyiri mabeyo? Jaherani ne oluwo kanye, mondo wakonyi manye?
Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
2 Jaherana osedhi e puothe, kama gik mangʼwe ngʼar dongoe, mondo omeny ei puothe kendo ochok ondanyo.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 Jaherana en mara kendo an bende an mare; omiyo omenyo e dier ondanyo.
I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
4 Jaherana, ijaber mana ka Tirza, ilongʼo mana ka Jerusalem, ichanori mana ka jolweny motingʼo bendeche.
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Gol wengegi kuoma; nikech giberna. Yie wiyi chalo kweth mag diek, malor koa e got Gilead.
Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
6 Lekeni tar mana ka kweth mag rombe mowuok kar luok. Moro ka moro wuotho gi nyithinde ma rude kendo onge moro man kende.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
7 Lembi ma iumo gi nanga chalo gi olemo mongʼinore mochiek makwar.
Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8 Ruoth nigi mon piero auchiel gi mon mamoko piero aboro, kod nyiri mapok ongʼeyo chwo mokadho akwana.
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9 To an ahero mana nyako achiel kende, ma jaber ka akuru, en e nyar min kende, mohero malich. Jotich ma nyiri konene, to luonge ni nyako mogwedhi, to mond ruoth kod mon mamoko konene to pake.
but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
10 Ma to en ngʼa mabiro apoya ka piny madwa ru? Adier, ober ka dwe kendo ongʼangʼni ka wangʼ chiengʼ, bende ochanore ka sulwe moriedo.
Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
11 Ne alor mwalo nyaka e puoth mananas, mondo ane kaka gidongo e holo, kendo mondo ane ka mzabibu osechako golo maua kata ka olemo mongʼinore osechako chiek makwar.
I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Apoya nono, kapok angʼeyo, gombona notingʼa motera nyaka dier geche joka ruoth.
Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13 Yie iduogi, yie iduogi, yaye nyar jo-Shulam; yie iduogi, yie iduogi, mondo waneni! Wuowi Ere gima omiyo ungʼiyo nyar jo-Shulam kamano, mana ka gima omielo miend Mahanaim?
Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?
