Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a rose of Sharon, a flower of the valleys.
प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः म शारोनको घाँसे मैदानमा उम्रने फुल र बेँसीको लिली हुँ । प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः
2 As the lily-flower among the thorns of the waste, so is my love among the daughters.
काँढाहरूका बिचमा फुलेको लिली फुलझैँ मेरी प्रिय युवतीहरूका बिचमा छिन् । प्रेमिका आफैसित बोल्दैः
3 As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my loved one among the sons. I took my rest under his shade with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
जङ्गलका रुखहरूमध्ये स्याउको रुखझैँ मेरा प्रेमी युवाहरूका बिचमा हुनुहुन्छ । म उहाँको छायामुनि बडो आनन्दसित पल्टन्छु, र उहाँको फलको स्वाद मलाई मिठो लाग्छ ।
4 He took me to the house of wine, and his flag over me was love.
उहाँले मलाई दाखमद्य-गृहमा ल्याउनुभयो, र ममाथि भएको उहाँको झन्डा प्रेम थियो । प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः
5 Make me strong with wine-cakes, let me be comforted with apples; I am overcome with love.
मलाई किसमिसको परिकारले सजीव तुल्याउनुहोस्, र स्याउले ताजा बनाउनुहोस्, किनकि म प्रेमले कमजोर भएकी छु । प्रेमिका आफैसित बोल्दैः
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand is round about me.
उहाँको देब्रे हात मुरो शिरमूनि छ, र दाहिने हातले मलाई अङ्गालो हाल्छ । प्रेमिका अन्य स्त्रीहरूसित बोल्दैः
7 I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
हे यरूशलेमका छोरीहरू हो, मैदानका मुडुली मृग र हरिणहरूको नाउँमा म तिमीहरूसित वाचा बाँध्छु, कि आफूले नचाहेसम्म प्रेमलाई नबिउँझाओ वा नजगाओ । प्रेमिका आफैसित बोल्दैः
8 The voice of my loved one! See, he comes dancing on the mountains, stepping quickly on the hills.
मेरा प्रेमीको सोर सुनिएको छ । सुन, पहाडहरूमा हामफाल्दै र डाँडाहरू छिचोल्दै उहाँ यहाँ आउनुहुन्छ ।
9 My loved one is like a roe; see, he is on the other side of our wall, he is looking in at the windows, letting himself be seen through the spaces.
मेरा प्रेमी हरिण वा जवान मृगजस्तै हुनुहुन्छ । हेर, उहाँ हाम्रो पर्खालको पछाडिपट्टि उभिरहनुभएको छ । उहाँले झ्यालभित्र नियालेर हेर्दै हुनुहुन्छ र आँखी-झ्यालभित्र चियाएर हेर्दै हुनुहुन्छ ।
10 My loved one said to me, Get up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
मेरा प्रेमी मसित बोल्नुभयो र उहाँले मलाई भन्नुभयो, “हे मेरी प्रिय, उठ । हे मेरी सुन्दरी, मसित आऊ ।
11 For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
हेर, हिउँद बितिसकेको छ; वर्षा पनि सकिएर गयो ।
12 The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;
पृथ्वीमा फुलहरू देखा परेका छन् । छिँवल्ने र चराचुरुङ्गीहरूले गीत गाउने समय आएको छ, अनि हाम्रो देशमा ढुकुरहरूको सोर सुनिएको छ ।
13 The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.
अञ्जीरका बोटमा अञ्जीरका हरिया दाना लागिसकेका छन् र दाखहरूको मुजुरा लागेका छन् । तिनीहरूले आफ्ना बास्ना फिँजाउँछन् । हे मेरी प्रिय, मेरी सुन्दरी, उठेर आऊ ।
14 O my dove, you are in the holes of the mountain sides, in the cracks of the high hills; let me see your face, let your voice come to my ears; for sweet is your voice, and your face is fair.
पहराका धाँदाहरू, भिरालो पहाडका गुप्त चिराहरूमा बस्ने मेरी ढुकुर्नी, मलाई तिम्रो मुहार हेर्न देऊ । मलाई तिम्रो सोर सुन्न देऊ, किनकि तिम्रो सोर सुरिलो छ, र तिम्रो मुहार मायालु छ ।” प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः
15 Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, which do damage to the vines; our vines have young grapes.
हाम्रा लागि फ्याउराहरू समात्नुहोस्, ससाना फ्याउराहरू जसले दाखबारि नष्ट पार्छन्, किनकि हाम्रो दाखबारीमा मुजुरा लागेको छ ।
16 My loved one is mine, and I am his: he takes his food among the flowers.
मेरा प्रेमी मेरै हुनुहुन्छ, र म उहाँकी हुँ । उहाँ प्रसन्न हुँदै लिली फुलहरूका बिचमा घुमेर हिँड्नुहुन्छ । प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः
17 Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, come, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of Bether.
हे मेरा प्रेमी, प्रभातको मन्द हावा चल्नुअगि र छाया भाग्नुअगि नै जानुहोस्, गइहाल्नुहोस् । भिराला पहाडहरूमा हरिण वा जवान मृगझैँ हुनुहोस् ।
