Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Ingoma yezingoma kaSolomoni.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.
Kangange ngezangiwo zomlomo wakhe ngoba uthando lwakho lumnandi kulewayini.
3 And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee.
Limnandi iphunga lamagcobo akho; ibizo lakho linjengamakha atheliweyo. Yikho izintombi zikuthanda kangaka!
4 They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness loves thee.
Ngithatha uhambe lami, kasiphangise! Inkosi kayingingenise endlini yayo. Abangane Siyathokoza njalo siyajabula ngawe; sizalubabaza uthando lwakho okudlula iwayini. Umlobokazi Kabazenzi ukuba bakuthande!
5 I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Ngimnyama kodwa ngiyabukeka, lina madodakazi aseJerusalema ngimnyama okwamathente aseKhedari, okwamakhetheni amathente kaSolomoni.
6 Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.
Linganginyonkolozi ngoba ngimnyama, ngimnyama ngenxa yokutshiswa lilanga. Abanewethu bangizondela bangenza umlindi wesivini; angabe ngisanaka esami isivini.
7 Tell me, [thou] whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.
Akungitshele, wena engikuthandayo, uyelusela ngaphi imihlambi yezimvu zakho lokuthi ziphumula ngaphi izimvu zakho emini? Kungani ngisiba njengomfazi ombozileyo eceleni kwemihlambi yabangane bakho na?
8 If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd's tents.
Nxa ungazi, wena omuhle okudlula bonke abesifazane, landela umkhondo wezimvu udlisele amazinyane embuzi zakho eduze lamathente abelusi.
9 I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
Sithandwa sami, ngikufanisa lebhiza elisikazi elibotshwe enqoleni kaFaro.
10 How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!
Izihlathi zakho zinhle ngokuceciswa, intamo yakho ngobuhlalu obucazimulayo.
11 We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
Sizakwenzela amacici egolide, ebalazwe ngesiliva.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Khonapho inkosi isetafuleni amakha ami enadi alanquza iphunga lawo elimnandi.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
Kimi isithandwa sami sinjengemfuko yemure ithe khoxo phakathi kwamabele ami.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Kimi isithandwa sami sinjengelixha lempoko zehena eliphuma esivinini se-Eni-Gedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
Bakithi, umuhle njani sithandwa sami! Ngeqiniso umuhle! Amehlo akho angamajuba.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Umuhle ngempela, sithandwa sami! Bakithi, uyabukeka! Umbheda wethu butshani obuluhlaza tshoko.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Izinsika zendlu yethu ngezomsedari lezintungo ngezefire.
