Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Ingoma yezingoma engekaSolomoni.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.
Kangange ngokwanga komlomo wakhe; ngoba uthando lwakho lungcono 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.
Ngenxa yephunga lamagcobo akho amnandi, ibizo lakho linjengamagcobo athululiweyo; ngakho-ke izintombi ziyakuthanda.
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.
Ngidonsa, sizagijima emva kwakho; inkosi ingingenise emakamelweni ayo; sizajabula sithokoze kuwe, sikhumbule uthando lwakho okwedlula iwayini; abaqondileyo bayakuthanda.
5 I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Ngimnyama, kodwa ngimuhle, madodakazi eJerusalema, njengamathente eKedari, njengamakhetheni 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.
Lingangibukeli ngoba ngimnyama, ngoba ilanga lingitshisile. Abantwana bakamama bangizondela, bangenza umlindikazi wezivini; isivini sami esingesami kangisilindanga.
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.
Ngitshela, wena umphefumulo wami okuthandayo, ukuthi welusela ngaphi, uphumuza ngaphi umhlambi emini; ngoba kungani ngizakuba njengozulayo ngasemihlanjini yabangane bakho?
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.
Uba ungazi, wena omuhle kakhulu phakathi kwabesifazana, phuma wena ngezinyathelo zomhlambi, welusele amazinyane akho phansi kwamadumba abelusi.
9 I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
Ngikufananise lebhizakazi ezinqoleni zikaFaro, mthandwa wami.
10 How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!
Izihlathi zakho zinhle phakathi kwemiceciso, intamo yakho ngezigqizo.
11 We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
Sizakwenzela imiceciso yegolide lamaqhubu esiliva.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Inkosi isesetafuleni layo ledili inadi yami yakhupha iphunga layo.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
Isithandwa sami kimi siyisamba semure; sizalala phakathi kwamabele ami ebusuku.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Isithandwa sami kimi silihlukuzo lesihlahla sehena ezivinini zeEngedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
Khangela, umuhle, mthandwa wami, khangela, umuhle, amehlo akho angawamajuba.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Khangela, umuhle, sithandwa sami, isibili uyathokozisa. Lombheda wethu uluhlaza.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Imijabo yezindlu zethu yimisedari, intungo zethu ngezefiri.
