Song of Songs 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Wimbo ulio Bora, ambao ni wa Sulemani. Wanamke mdogo akizungumza na mpenzi wake
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.
O, laiti ungenibusu na mabasu ya mdomo wako, kwa kuwa upendo wako ni bora kuliko mvinyo.
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.
Mafuta yako ya upako yana manukato mazuri; jina lako ni kama marashi yaeleayo, hivyo wanawake wadogo wanakupenda.
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.
Nichukuwe kwako, na tutakimbia. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe Mfalme amenipeleka vyumbani mwake. Mwanamke akizungumza na mpenzi wake nina furuha; nina furahi kuhusu wewe; acha ni shereheke upendo wako; ni bora kuliko mvinyo. Ni halisi kwa wanawake wengine kupenda. Mwanamke akizungumza na wanawake wengine.
5 I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Mimi ni mweusi lakini mzuri, enyi mabinti wa wanaume wa Yerusalemu - mweusi kama hema za Kedari, muzuri kama mapazia ya Sulemani.
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.
Usinishangae kwasababu ni mweusi, kwasababu jua limeniunguza. Wana wa mama yangu walikuwa na hasira juu yangu; walinifanya mtunzi wa mashamba ya mizabibu, lakini mshamba langu la mizabibu sijatunza. Wanamke akizungumza na mpenzi wake.
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.
Niambie, wewe ninaye kupenda, wapi unalisha mifugo yako? Wapi unapumzisha mifugo yako mchana? Kwa nini niwe kama mtu anaye akangaika miongoni mwa mifugo ya marafiki zako? Mpenzi wake anamjibu
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.
Kama haujui, uliye mzuri miongoni mwa wanawake, fuata nyayo za mifugo yangu, na ulishe watoto wako wa mbuzi karibu na hema za wachungaji.
9 I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
Nina kulinganisha, mpenzi wangu, na farasi mzuri wakike miongoni mwa farasi wa magari ya Farao.
10 How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!
Mashavu yako ni mazuri na mapambo, shingo yako na mikufu ya madini.
11 We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
Nitakufanyia mapambo ya dhahabu yaliochanganywa na fedha. Mwanamke akiongea mwenyewe.
12 So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
Wakati mfalme akiwa amelala kitandani mwake, marashi yangu yakasambaza arufu.
13 My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
Mpenzi wangu ni kwangu kama mkebe wa marashi unao lala usiku katika ya maziwa yangu.
14 My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Mpenzi wangu ni kwangu kama kifurushi cha maua ya hena katika mashamba ya mizabibu ya Eni Gedi. Mpenzi wake anazungumza naye
15 Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
Ona, wewe ni mzuri, mpenzi wangu; ona, wewe ni mzuri; macho yako ni kama ya hua. Mwanamke anazungumza na mpenzi wake.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
Ona, wewe ni mtanashati, mpenzi wangu, jinsi mtanashati.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
Nguzo za nyumba yetu ni za matawi ya mierezi, na dari letu ni la matawi ya miberoshi.
