Song of Solomon 1
1 This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.
Abụ nke abụ nke Solomọn.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
Ya were nsusu niile nke ọnụ ya susuo m ọnụ, nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ụtọ karịa mmanya.
3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
Mmanụ otite gị niile na-esi isi ọma, aha gị dịka mmanụ isi ụtọ awụpụtara awụpụta, ọ bụghị ihe ịtụnanya na ụmụ agbọghọ hụrụ gị nʼanya.
4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.
Kpọrọ m, ka mụ na gị soro, ka anyị mee ngwangwa. Ka eze kpọbata m nʼime ụlọ ya. Ndị Enyi Anyị ga-aṅụrị ọṅụ nwekwa obi ụtọ nʼime gị. Anyị ga-eto ịhụnanya gị karịa mmanya. Onye a hụrụ nʼanya Lee nʼizi ezi ka ha nʼahụ gị nʼanya nke ukwuu.
5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Ana m eji nji ma a maara m mma ile anya, unu ụmụ agbọghọ Jerusalem. Adị m nji dịka ụlọ ikwu nke Keda dịka akwa mgbochi dị nʼụlọ Solomọn.
6 Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected.
Unu elekwasịla m anya, maka na m na-eji nji. Ọ bụ anwụ gbajiri m. Ụmụnne m ndị ikom were iwe megide m, zipụ m nʼezi ilekọta ubi vaịnị anyị, ma ubi vaịnị nke m ka m na-elekọtaghị.
7 Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
Gwa m, gị onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ebee ka anụ ụlọ gị na-ata nri? Ebee ka atụrụ gị na-ezu ike nʼetiti ehihie? Nʼihi gị ka m ga-eji dịka nwanyị e kpuchiri ihu nʼetiti igwe anụ ụlọ ndị enyi gị.
8 If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.
Ọ bụrụ na ị maghị, gị nwanyị kachasị mma, soro nzọ ụkwụ igwe atụrụ meekwa ka ụmụ ewu gị taa ahịhịa dị nʼakụkụ ụlọ ikwu ndị na-elekọta atụrụ.
9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
Ana m atụnyere gị, gị onye m hụrụ nʼanya dịka nne ịnyịnya e kenyere nʼotu ụgbọ agha Fero.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
Agba nti gị ka e jiri ọlantị chọọ mma, olu gị kwa ka e jiri nkume dị oke ọnụahịa e doro nʼahịrị chọọ mma.
11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.
Anyị ga-emere gị ọlantị dị iche iche nke ọlaedo, nke e ji ọlaọcha chọọ mma.
12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
Mgbe eze nọ na tebul ya, mmanụ isi ọma m tere sijuru ebe niile.
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
Onye m hụrụ dị m ka ụda máá e kechiri nʼakpa nke dị nʼetiti ara m abụọ.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Onye m hụrụ nʼanya dịrị m ka ụyọkọ ukwu okoko henna nke sitere nʼogige ubi vaịnị En-Gedi.
15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
Nʼezie, ị mara mma, onye m hụrụ nʼanya. Leenụ ka ị si maa mma! Anya gị dịka nduru.
16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
Onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ị mara mma nwoke. E, ị mara mma. Ebe ndina anyị dịka ahịhịa ndụ.
17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.
Ogidi nke ụlọ anyị bụ osisi sida, ntuhie ya bụkwa osisi fịa.
