Song of Solomon 1
Ti Kanta dagiti Kankanta, nga inaramid ni Solomon. Kasarsarita ti balasang ti mangay-ayat kenkuana
2 Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
O agkannak koma babaen kadagiti agek ti ngiwatmo, ta nasaysayaat ti ayatmo ngem ti arak.
3 fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
Addaan dagiti pangsapsapo a lanam iti makaparagsak nga ayamuom; maiyarig iti agay-ayus a bangbanglo ti naganmo, isu nga ayatendaka dagiti babbalasang.
4 Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
Isurotnak ket agtarayta. Kasarsarita ti babai ti bagina; Impannak ti ari kadagiti siledna. Kasarsarita ti babai ti mangay-ayat kenkuana Maragsakanak; Agragsao-ak gapu kenka; palubosannak a mangrambak iti ayatmo; nasaysayaat daytoy ngem ti arak. Gagangay laeng a magustoandaka dagiti dadduma a babbai.
5 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
Kasarsarita ti babai dagiti dadduma a babbai, nangisitak ngem napintasak, dakayo nga annak a babbai dagiti tattao ti Jerusalem—nangisit a kasla kadagiti tolda ti Kedar, napintas a kasla kadagiti kurtina ni Solomon.
6 Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
Saannak a matmatan gapu ta nangisitak, gapu ta pinangisitnak ti init. Kaguradak dagiti kakabsatko a lallaki; pinagaywandak kadagiti kaubasan, ngem saanko a naaywanan ti bukodko a kaubasan. Kasarsarita ti babai ti mangay-ayat kenkuana;
7 Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
Ibagam kaniak, sika nga ay-ayatek, sadino ti pangipastoram ti arbanmo? Sadino ti pangipalinongam ti arbanmo iti tengnga ti aldaw? Apay a masapul a kaslaak iti maysa a tao nga agalla-alla iti asideg ti arban dagiti kakaduam? Sumungsungbat kenkuana ti mangay-ayat kenkuana
8 Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
No saanmo nga ammo, kapipintasan kadagiti babbai, surotem dagiti tugot ti arbanko, ken ipastormo dagiti urbon a kaldingmo iti asideg dagiti tolda dagiti agpaspastor.
9 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
Iyarigka, ay-ayatek, iti kabaian a kabalio manipud kadagiti kabalio ti karwahe ni Faraon.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
Nagpintas dagiti pingpingmo nga addaan kadagiti arkos, ti tingngedmo nga addaan kadagiti alahas.
11 Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
Iyaramidankanto kadagiti balitok nga arkos nga addaan ti butonesna a pirak. Kasarsarita ti babai ti bagina
12 Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
Kabayatan nga agid-idda ti ari iti sofana, agayamuom ti bangbanglok a nardo.
13 My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
Para kaniak, maiyarig ti ay-ayatek iti maysa a pagkargaan ti mira nga agpatnag nga agid-idda iti nagbaetan dagiti susok.
14 My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Para kaniak, maiyarig ti ay-ayatek iti sangaraay dagiti sabsabong a kandaroma idiay kaubasan ti Engedi. Kasarsarita isuna iti lalaki a mangay-ayat kenkuana
15 Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
Kitaem, nagpintaska ay-ayatek; kitaem, nagpintaska; kasla kadagiti kalapati dagiti matam. Kasarsarita ti babai ti mangay-ayat kenkuana
16 Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
Kitaem, nagtaerka, ay-ayatek, anian a nagtaraerka. Dagiti nalangto a mulmula ti agserbi a pagiddaanta.
17 Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
Dagiti busoran ti balayta ket sangsanga dagiti kayo a sedro, ken dagiti bobedata ket dagiti sangsanga ti aruo.
