Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that thou were as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee outside, I would kiss thee. Yes, and none would despise me.
Ah, soki ozalaki ndeko na ngai ya mobali oyo amelaki mabele ya mama na ngai! Soki nakutanaki na yo na libanda, nalingaki kopesa yo beze, mpe moto moko te alingaki kotiola ngai.
2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Nalingaki komema yo mpe kokotisa yo na ndako ya mama na ngai, mpo ete oteya ngai bolingo. Nalingaki komelisa yo vino ya kitoko, oyo basali na bambuma ya grenade.
3 His left hand under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Tika ete loboko na ye ya mwasi ezala na se ya moto na ngai, mpe loboko na ye ya mobali ekanga ngai nzoto!
4 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake love, until it please.
Bilenge basi ya Yelusalemi, nabondeli bino: bolamusa Bolingo na ngai te liboso ete ye moko akoma na posa ya kolamuka.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke thee. There thy mother was in travail with thee. There she who brought thee forth was in travail.
Nani oyo abimi na esobe mpe alaleli mobali na ye ya motema? Nalamusaki yo na se ya nzete ya pome, na esika oyo mama na yo azwaki zemi na yo, esika oyo abotaki yo na pasi.
6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm. For love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as Sheol. The flashes of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)
Tia ngai lokola kashe na motema na yo, lokola kashe na loboko na yo; pamba te bolingo ezali makasi lokola kufa, zuwa ezali makasi lokola mokili ya bakufi. Moto ya bolingo epelaka makasi lokola kake kowuta epai na Yawe. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Mayi minene ekoki koboma moto ya bolingo te; ezala mayi ya bibale, ekoki komela yango te. Soki moto apesi biloko na ye nyonso ya ndako mpo na kosomba bolingo, solo penza bakotiola ye.
8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
Tozali na ndeko moko ya mwasi, azali nanu moke; azali nanu ata na mabele te. Tokosala nini mpo na ye na mokolo oyo bakoluka ye na libala?
9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Soki azalaki mir, tolingaki kotonga likolo na ye ndako oyo esalemi na palata; soki azalaki ekuke, tolingaki kokanga ye na libaya ya sedele.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.
Nazali mir, mpe mabele na ngai ezali lokola bandako milayi. Boye, na miso na ye, nazali lokola mwasi oyo azwi kimia.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He let out the vineyard to keepers. Every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
Salomo azali na elanga ya vino kati na Bala-Amoni, apesi yango na bakengeli; moko na moko kati na bango azalaki kopesa mbongo ya bibende ya palata, nkoto moko mpo na kosomba bambuma na yango.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. Thou, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.
Oh Salomo, mbongo ya bibende ya palata, nkoto moko ezali ya yo, mpe bibende nkama mibale ezali ya bakengeli bambuma; kasi elanga na ngai ya vino, oyo ezali liboso na ngai, ezali ya ngai.
13 Thou who dwell in the gardens, the companions hearken for thy voice. Cause me to hear it.
Yo oyo ovandi kati na bilanga, baninga na yo balingi koyoka mongongo na yo; tika ete oyokisa ngai yango!
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
Oh bolingo na ngai, kima mbangu, zala lokola mboloko to lokola mwana ya mbuli; kende na likolo ya bangomba oyo etondi na matiti ya solo kitoko.
