< Song of Solomon 4 >
1 How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
Leenụ ka i si maa mma, onye m hụrụ nʼanya, e, ị mara mma! Anya gị abụọ nke dị nʼazụ akwa mkpuchi ihu gị dị ka nduru. Agịrị isi gị dị ka igwe ewu nke na-arịda nʼakụkụ ugwu Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
Eze gị dị ka igwe atụrụ a ka kpachapụrụ ajị ha ọhụrụ, nke si nʼebe a sapụrụ ha ahụ na-arịpụta. Nke ọbụla chi ụmụ abụọ, ọ dịghịkwa nke gba aka nwa nʼetiti ha.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
Egbugbere ọnụ gị abụọ dị ka ogho uhie. Ọnụ gị dị mma ile anya. Agba nti gị abụọ nke dị nʼime akwa mkpuchi gị dị ka pomegranet e kere abụọ.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
Olu gị dị ka ụlọ elu Devid, nke e wuziri nke ọma. E konyere puku ọta na ya, ha niile bụ ọta nke ndị ọka nʼagha.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
Ara gị abụọ dị ka ụmụ mgbada abụọ, nke otu nne mụrụ nʼotu oge, ndị na-ata nri nʼetiti okoko urodi.
6 Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
Tutu chi ụtụtụ abọọ, tutu onyinyo agbalaga, aga m aga nʼugwu ụda máá na nʼugwu insensi.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
Ị mara mma nke ukwuu, onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ọ dịkwaghị ntụpọ ọbụla dị gị nʼahụ.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
Si na Lebanọn soro m, nwunye m lụrụ ọhụrụ. Si na Lebanọn bịa soro m; rịdata site nʼugwu Amana, nʼugwu Senia, na nʼugwu Hemon, site nʼọgba ọdụm nʼugwu niile ebe agụ bi.
9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
I riela m obi, nwanne m nwanyị, nwunye ọhụrụ m; i riela m obi, i werela ile anya gị na ihe olu i yi rie obi m.
10 How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
Lee ka ịhụnanya gị si dị ụtọ, nwanne m nwanyị, nwunye ọhụrụ m. Lee ka ịhụnanya gị si dị mma nke ukwuu karịa mmanya, isisi ụtọ nke mmanụ otite gị na-esi isi ọma karịa mmanụ ụda ọbụla.
11 Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
Egbugbere ọnụ gị dị ụtọ dịka mmanụ aṅụ dị, nwunye ọhụrụ m, mmiri ara ehi na mmanụ aṅụ dị nʼokpuru ire gị, isisi ụtọ nke uwe gị na-esi ka Lebanọn
12 My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
Ubi a gbara ogige, ma gbachiekwa, ka nwanne m nwanyị, nwunye ọhụrụ bụ. Ị bụ isi iyi nke a gbara ogige, rachiekwa.
13 Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
Ihe ọkụkọ dị nʼime ogige gị bụ pomegranet nwere ezi mkpụrụ dị oke ọnụahịa, nke nwere henna na naad,
14 with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
naad na safron, kalamus na sinamọn, na osisi nke ihe nsure ọkụ na-esi isi ụtọ, na ụda máá, na aloos na ụda kachasị mma dị iche iche na-esi isi ụtọ.
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
I bụ isi iyi nke ubi a gbara ogige, olulu mmiri dị ndụ nke si na Lebanọn asọdata.
16 Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
Teta nʼụra gị ifufe si nʼugwu; bịakwa gị ifufe si na ndịda, fekwasị ubi m a gbara ogige, ka isisi ụda ya dị ụtọ fesaa ebe niile, ka onye m hụrụ nʼanya bịa nʼubi ya a gbara ogige, ka ọ bịa rie mkpụrụ dị iche iche dị nʼime ya nke dị oke ọnụahịa.