Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
Kanu waa gabaygii gabayada ee Sulaymaan.
2 Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
Isagu ha igu dhunkado dhunkashooyinka afkiisa; Waayo, jacaylkaagu xataa khamri wuu ka sii macaan yahay.
3 Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
Saliiddaadu caraf wanaagsan bay leedahay, Oo magacaaguna waa sida saliidcadar la shubay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed baa habluhu kuu jecel yihiin.
4 Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
I soo jiido, waannu kaa daba ordaynaaye. Boqorkii wuxuu i soo geliyey qolladihiisii. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Annagu waannu kugu farxi doonnaa, oo waannu kugu rayrayn doonnaa, Oo jacaylkaagana waxaannu u sii xusuusan doonnaa in khamri ka sii badan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Si qumman ayay kuu jecel yihiin.
5 I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Anigu waan madoobahay, laakiinse waan u qurxoonahay Sida teendhooyinkii reer Qedaar Iyo sida daahyadii Sulaymaan.
6 Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.
Ha ii soo dhuganina madowgayga qorraxdu i gubtay aawadiis. Wiilashii hooyaday ayaa ii cadhooday, Oo waxay iga dhigeen ilaaliyihii beeraha canabka ah, Laakiinse beertayda canabka ah ma aan dhawrayn.
7 Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?
Kan naftaydu jeceshahayow, ii sheeg Meesha aad adhigaaga daajisid, iyo meesha aad hadhkii hadhisid; Waayo, bal maxaan u ahaanayaa Sida mid ag wareegta adhyaha saaxiibbadaa?
8 If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.
Taada naagaha ugu qurux badanay, haddaadan aqoon, Waxaad daba gashaa adhiga raadkiisa, Oo waxaad waxarahaaga ag daajisaa teendhooyinka adhijirrada.
9 I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
Taan jeclahayay, waxaan kugu masaalay Faras ka mid ah fardihii gaadhifardoodyadii Fircoon.
10 Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
Dhabannadaadu waxay la qurxoon yihiin timo tidcan, Oo qoortaaduna laasimmo jowharad ah.
11 We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
Waxaannu kuu samaynaynaa silsilado dahab ah Oo lacag laga taagay.
12 While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
Inta boqorku miiskiisii fadhiyey, Ayaa cadarkaygii naaradiinka ahaa caraftiisu soo baxday.
13 As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida guntin malmal ah Oo habeenkii oo dhan naasahayga ku dhex jirta.
14 My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida xidhmo ubax xinne ah Oo beeraha canabka ah ee Ceyn Gedii ku yaal.
15 See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
Taan jeclahayay, bal eeg, adigu waad qurxoon tahay, bal eeg, waad qurxoon tahay, Oo waxaad leedahay indhaha qoolleyda oo kale.
16 See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
Gacaliyahaygow, bal eeg, adba waad qurxoon tahay, waanad wacan tahay, Oo weliba sariirteennuna waa cagaar.
17 Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.
Alwaaxda gurigeennu waa qoryo kedar ah, Oo saqafkeennuna waa qoryo beroosh ah.
