Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
यरूशलेमका स्त्रीहरू प्रेमिकासित बोल्दैः हे स्त्रीहरूमध्ये असाध्यै सुन्दरी, तिम्रा प्रेमी कहाँ जानुभएको छ? तिम्रा प्रेमी कुनचाहिँ दिशामा जानुभएको छ ताकि हामी तिमीसँगै खोज्न सकूँ? प्रेमिका आफूसित बोल्दैः
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
मेरा प्रेमी आफ्नो बगैँचामा, सुगन्धित मसलाहरूले भरिएको ओछ्यानमा जानुभएको छ; बगैँचामा चाहार्न र लिली फुलहरू बटुल्न जानुभएको छ ।
3 I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
म मेरा प्रेमीको हुँ, र मेरा प्रेमी मेरै हुनुहुन्छ । उहाँ प्रसन्न हुँदै लिली फुलहरूका बिचमा चाहर्नुहुन्छ । प्रेमी प्रेमिकासित बोल्दैः
4 You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
हे मेरी प्रिय, तिमी तिर्साजत्तिकै सुन्दरी र यरूशलेमजत्तिकै मायालु छ्यौ । तिमी आफ्ना झन्डाहरू फहराउने सेनाजत्तिकै प्रतापी छ्यौ ।
5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
तिम्रा आँखा मबाट तर्काऊ, किनकि तिनले मलाई व्याकुल तुल्याउँछन् । तिम्रो कपाल गिलाद पहाडबाट झरिरहेका बाख्राहरूको बगालजस्तो छ ।
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
तिम्रा दाँत भरखरै कत्रेका, नुहाउने ठाउँबाट आएका भेडीहरूको बथानजस्तै छन् । हरेकको जुम्ल्याहा छ, र तिनीहरूका बिचमा कोही पनि एकलो छैन ।
7 Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
तिम्रा गालाहरू घुम्टोभित्रका दुई फ्याक परेका दारिमहरूजस्ता छन् । प्रेमी आफूसित बोल्दैः
8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
साठी जना रानी, असी जना भित्रिनी र अनगिन्ती युवतीहरू छन् ।
9 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.
तर मेरी ढुकुर्नी, मेरी विशुद्ध एक मात्र छिन् । उनी आफ्नी आमाको एक मात्र छोरी हुन् । उनी आफ्नी आमाले जन्माएकी मनपर्ने छोरी हुन् । युवतीहरूले उनलाई देखे, उनलाई धन्यको भने । रानीहरू र भित्रिनीहरूले पनि उनलाई देखे, र उनको प्रशंसा गरे । रानीहरू र भित्रिनीहरूले भने,
10 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?
“प्रभातझैँ उदाउने, चन्द्रमाझैँ सुन्दरी, सूर्यझैँ चम्किलो, आफ्ना झन्डाहरू फहराउने सेनाझैँ प्रतापी यी को हुन्?” प्रेमी आफूसित बोल्दैः
11 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.
बेसीँमा उब्जनी बढेको, दाखबारीहरूमा कोपिला लागेको छ या छैन र अनारमा मुजुरा लागेको छ या छैन भनी हेर्न म बदामका रुखहरूको बगैँचाभित्र छिरेँ ।
12 Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
म यति धेरै खुसी भएँ, कि म राजकुमारको रथमा चढिरहेको भान भयो । मित्रहरू प्रेमिकासित बोल्दैः
13 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?
हे सिद्ध प्रेमिका, फर्केर आऊ, फर्केर आऊ । हामीले तिमीलाई एकटक लगाएर हेर्न सकूँ भनेर फर्केर आऊ, फर्केर आऊ । प्रेमिका साथीहरूसित बोल्दैः तिमीहरू किन दुई जना सेनाको बिचमा नाच्छन् जस्तै गरी सिद्ध प्रेमिकालाई एकटक लगाएर हेर्छौ?
