Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one 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 you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink 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 would be under my head. His right hand would 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, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
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 on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
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 on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol (Sheol h7585). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.
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, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth 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. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to 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 on her a turret of silver. 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 towers, then I was in his eyes like 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 leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
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 own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
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 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Yo oyo ovandi kati na bilanga, baninga na yo balingi koyoka mongongo na yo; tika ete oyokisa ngai yango!
14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on 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.
