Song of Solomon 8
1 O that you were to me like a brother who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.
Utuu ati akka obboleessa koo kan harma haadha koo hodhee guddatee naa taatee! Ani yoon alatti si arge sin dhungadhan ture; namni tokko iyyuu na hin tuffatu.
2 I would lead you and bring you to the house of my mother who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.
Anis si dura deemee mana haadha koo ishee na barsiifte sanaatti sin geessa ture. Akka ati dhugduufis daadhii wayinii kan miʼeeffame cuunfaa roomaanii koos siifin kenna ture.
3 His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
Harki isaa bitaa mataa koo jala jira; harki isaa mirgaa immoo na hammata.
4 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
Yaa intallan Yerusaalem, ani isin kakachiisa; hamma isheen ofumaan feetee kaatutti jaalala hin tuttuqinaa yookaan hin dadammaqsinaa.
5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I roused you under the apple tree; there your mother conceived you; there she travailed and brought you forth.
Kan michuu isheetti irkattee gammoojjii keessaa ol dhufaa jirtu kun eenyu? Ishee Ani muka hudhaa jalatti sin kakaase; haati kee achitti si ulfoofte; achumattis ciniinsifattee si deesse.
6 Set me as a seal over your heart, as a seal upon your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as unrelenting as Sheol. Its sparks are fiery flames, the fiercest blaze of all. (Sheol h7585)
Akkuma chaappaatti laphee kee irra, akkuma chaappaatti irree kee irra na kaaʼadhu; jaalalli akkuma duʼaa jabduudhaatii; hinaaffaan isaas akkuma awwaalaa hamaa dha. Inni akkuma ibidda balaliʼuu, akkuma arraba ibidda jabaa bobaʼa. (Sheol h7585)
7 Mighty waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, his offer would be utterly scorned.
Bishaan baayʼeen jaalala dhaamsuu hin dandaʼu; lagnis dhiqee isa balleessuu hin dandaʼu. Namni tokko qabeenya mana isaa hunda yoo jaalalaaf kenne qabeenyi sun guutumaan guutuutti ni tuffatama.
8 We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?
Nu obboleettii xinnoo tokko qabna; isheen guntuta iyyuu hin baafne. Guyyaa isheen heerumaaf kadhatamtutti nu obboleettii keenyaaf maal goona?
9 If she is a wall, we will build a tower of silver upon her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
Utuu isheen dallaa dhagaa taatee nu silaa gamoo meetii ishee irratti ijaarra ture. Utuu isheen balbala taatee nu silaa birbirsaan ishee marsina.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So I have become in his eyes like one who brings peace.
Ani dallaa dhagaa ti; guntunni koos akkuma gamoo ti. Kanaafuu ani fuula isaa duratti akkuma nama nagaa fidu tokkootti nan ilaalaman ture.
11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased it to the tenants. For its fruit, each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver.
Solomoon Baʼaal Haamoon keessaa iddoo dhaabaa wayinii qaba ture; innis iddoo dhaabaa wayinii ofii isaa qottuuwwanitti kiraa kennate. Tokkoon tokkoon isaaniis ija argatan irraa meetii saqilii kuma tokko fiduufii qabu ture.
12 But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.
Iddoon dhaabaa wayinii kootii, kanuma koo ti; yaa Solomoon, saqiliin kumni sun sumaaf; dhibbi lama immoo kan warra ija isaa eeganii ti.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it!
Yaa ishee iddoo biqiltuu keessa jiraattu, michoonni sagalee kee dhaggeeffachaa jiru; mee anis nan dhagaʼa!
14 Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Yaa michuu ko, dafii kottu; akka kuruphee yookaan akka korma gadamsaa kan gaara urgooftuu irra burraaquu taʼi.
