Song of Songs 5
1 Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries. I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; yes, brethren, drink abundantly.
Nimekuja kwenye bustani yangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; nimekusanya manemane yangu pamoja na kikolezo changu. Nimekula sega langu la asali na asali yangu; nimekunywa divai yangu na maziwa yangu. Marafiki Kuleni, enyi marafiki, mnywe; kunyweni ya kutosha, ee wapenzi.
2 I sleep, but my heart is awake: the voice of my kinsman knocks at the door, [saying], Open, open to me, my companion, my sister, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Nililala lakini moyo wangu ulikuwa macho. Sikiliza! Mpenzi wangu anabisha: “Nifungulie, dada yangu, mpenzi wangu, hua wangu, asiye na hitilafu. Kichwa changu kimeloa umande, na nywele zangu manyunyu ya usiku.”
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
Nimevua joho langu: je, ni lazima nivae tena? Nimenawa miguu yangu: je, ni lazima niichafue tena?
4 My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole [of the door], and my belly moved for him.
Mpenzi wangu aliweka mkono wake kwenye tundu la komeo; moyo wangu ulianza kugonga kwa ajili yake.
5 I rose up to open to my kinsman; my hands dropped myrrh, my fingers choice myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
Niliinuka kumfungulia mpenzi wangu, mikono yangu ikidondosha manemane, vidole vyangu vikitiririka manemane, penye vipini vya komeo.
6 I opened to my kinsman; my kinsman was gone: my soul failed at his speech: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he answered me not.
Nilimfungulia mpenzi wangu, lakini mpenzi wangu alishaondoka; alikuwa amekwenda zake. Moyo wangu ulishuka kwa kuondoka kwake. Nilimtafuta lakini sikumpata. Nilimwita lakini hakunijibu.
7 The watchman that go their rounds in the city found me, they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Walinzi walinikuta walipokuwa wakifanya zamu za ulinzi mjini. Walinipiga, wakanijeruhi, wakaninyangʼanya joho langu, hao walinzi wa kuta!
8 I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and the virtues of the field: if you should find my kinsman, what are you to say to him? That I am wounded with love.
Enyi binti za Yerusalemu, ninawaagiza: kama mkimpata mpenzi wangu, mtamwambia nini? Mwambieni ninazimia kwa mapenzi.
9 What is your kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, O you beautiful amongst women? what is your kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, that you have so charged us?
Je, mpendwa wako ni bora kuliko wengine namna gani, wewe uliye mzuri kupita wanawake wote? Je, mpendwa wako ni mzuri kuliko wengine, namna gani, hata unatuagiza hivyo?
10 My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads.
Mpenzi wangu anangʼaa, tena ni mwekundu, wa kuvutia miongoni mwa wanaume kumi elfu.
11 His head is [as] very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven.
Kichwa chake ni dhahabu safi kuliko zote, nywele zake ni za mawimbi na ni nyeusi kama kunguru.
12 His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools.
Macho yake ni kama ya hua kandokando ya vijito vya maji, aliyeogeshwa kwenye maziwa, yaliyopangwa kama vito vya thamani.
13 His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.
Mashavu yake ni kama matuta ya vikolezo yakitoa manukato. Midomo yake ni kama yungiyungi inayodondosha manemane.
14 His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.
Mikono yake ni fimbo za dhahabu iliyopambwa kwa krisolitho. Mwili wake ni kama pembe ya ndovu iliyongʼarishwa iliyopambwa na yakuti samawi.
15 His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars.
Miguu yake ni nguzo za marmar zilizosimikwa katika vitako vya dhahabu safi. Sura yake ni kama Lebanoni, bora kama miti yake ya mierezi.
16 His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Kinywa chake chenyewe ni utamu, kwa ujumla yeye ni wa kupendeza. Huyu ndiye mpenzi wangu, huyu ndiye rafiki yangu, ee binti za Yerusalemu.
