Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
Yaa ishee dubartoota hunda caalaa bareeddu, michuun kee eessa dhaqe? Akka nu si wajjin barbaannuuf michuun kee garamitti gore?
2 My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Michuun koo iddoo biqiltuu keessa hoolota isaa tikfachuu fi daraaraa walitti qabachuuf jedhee gara iddoo biqiltuu, lafa madabiin biqiltuu urgooftuuwwanii jirutti gad buʼeera.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
Ani kan michuu koo ti; michuun koos kanuma koo ti; inni daraaraa keessa dheechifata.
4 Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
Yaa jaalallee ko, ati akkuma Tiirzaa bareedduu dha; akkuma Yerusaalem namatti tolta; akkuma loltoota faajjii baataniis ulfina qabda.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
Ija kee narraa buqqisi; inni na jeeqeeraatii. Rifeensi mataa keetii akkuma karra reʼoota Giliʼaad irraa gad buʼanii ti.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
Ilkaan kee akkuma karra hoolotaa kan dhiqamee ol dhufaa jiruu ti. Tokkoon tokkoon isaanii lakkuu qabu; isaan keessa maseenni tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
Maddiin kee lamaan haguuggii kee keessatti roomaanii tokkicha iddoo lamatti qoodame fakkaata.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
Mootittiiwwan jaatamni, saajjatoon saddeettamnii fi dubarran lakkoobsa hin qabne qulqulluun jiraachuu dandaʼu;
9 My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
gugeen koo kan mudaa tokko iyyuu hin qabne sun kan addaa ti; isheen haadha isheetiif intala tokkittii dha; haadha ishee deesseefis filatamtuu dha. Dubarran ishee arganii ishee eebbisan; mootittiiwwanii fi saajjatoowwanis ishee jajan.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
Kan akka boruu baqaquutti mulʼattu, kan akka jiʼaa bareeddu, kan akka biiftuu iftu, kan akka urjiiwwan tooraan yaaʼanii ulfina qabdu kun eenyu?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.
Anis daraaraa sulula keessatti dhiʼoo biqile arguuf, akka wayiniin hudhaa baase yookaan akka roomaaniin daraare ilaaluuf gara lafa qotiisaa ocholooniitti gad nan buʼe.
12 Before I was aware, my soul set me [Among] the chariots of my princely people.
Utuu ani hin hubatin, lubbuun koo gaarii mootii saba kootii keessa na teessiste.
13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?
Yaa Sulaamaaxittii deebiʼi; deebiʼi; akka nu si ilaalluuf deebiʼi; deebiʼi! Isa Isin akkuma nama sirba Mahanayiim ilaaluutti maaliif Sulaamaaxittii ilaaltu?
