Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
Nyimbo ya Solomoni, nyimbo yoposa nyimbo zonse.
2 Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
Undipsompsone ndi milomo yako chifukwa chikondi chako nʼchokoma kuposa vinyo.
3 Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
Mafuta ako odzola ndi onunkhira bwino; dzina lako lili ngati mafuta onunkhira otsanulidwa. Nʼchifukwa chake atsikana amakukonda!
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.
Nditenge ndipo ndizikutsata, tiye tifulumire! Mfumu indilowetse mʼchipinda chake. Abwenzi Ife timasangalala ndi kukondwera nawe, tidzatamanda chikondi chako kupambana vinyo. Mkazi Amachita bwinotu potamanda iwe!
5 I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Ndine wakuda, komatu ndine wokongola, inu akazi a ku Yerusalemu, ine ndine wakuda ngati tenti ya ku Kedara, ngati makatani a tenti ya Solomoni.
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.
Musandiyangʼane monyoza chifukwa ndine wakuda, ndine wakuda chifukwa cha dzuwa. Alongo anga anandikwiyira ndipo anandigwiritsa ntchito mʼminda ya mpesa; munda wangawanga sindinawusamalire.
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?
Ndiwuze iwe, amene ndimakukonda, kumene umadyetsa ziweto zako ndi kumene umagoneka nkhosa zako nthawi yamasana. Ndikhalirenji ngati mkazi wachiwerewere pambali pa ziweto za abwenzi ako?
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.
Ngati sukudziwa iwe wokongola kwambiri kuposa akazi ena, ngati sukudziwa, tsatira makwalala a nkhosa ndipo udyetse ana ambuzi pambali pa matenti a abusa.
9 I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
Iwe bwenzi langa, uli ngati kavalo wamkazi ku magaleta a Farao.
10 Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
Masaya ako ndi okongola ndi ndolo zamʼmakutuzo, khosi lako likukongola ndi mikanda yamiyala yamtengowapatali.
11 We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
Tidzakupangira ndolo zagolide zokongoletsedwa ndi mikanda yasiliva.
12 While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
Pamene mfumu inali pa malo ake odyera, mafuta anga onunkhira anamveka fungo lake.
13 As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati kathumba ka mure kwa ine, kamene kamakhala pakati pa mawere angawa.
14 My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati mpukutu wa maluwa ofiira, ochokera ku minda ya mpesa ya ku Eni-Gedi.
15 See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
Iwe wokondedwa wanga, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe chiphadzuwa, maso ako ali ngati nkhunda.
16 See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
Iwe bwenzi langa, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe wokongoladi kwambiri! Ndipo malo athu ogonapo ndi msipu wobiriwira.
17 Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.
Mitanda ya nyumba yathu ndi ya mkungudza, phaso lake ndi la mtengo wa payini.
