Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
Mimi ni ua la Sharoni, yungiyungi ya bondeni.
2 As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
Kama yungiyungi katikati ya miiba ndivyo alivyo mpenzi wangu katikati ya wanawali.
3 As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
Kama mti wa mtofaa miongoni mwa miti ya msituni ndivyo alivyo mpenzi wangu miongoni mwa wanaume vijana. Ninafurahia kuketi kivulini mwa mwanaume huyu, na tunda lake ni tamu kwangu.
4 He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.
Amenichukua mpaka kwenye ukumbi wa karamu, na bendera ya huyu mwanaume juu yangu ni upendo.
5 Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.
Nitie nguvu kwa zabibu kavu, niburudishe kwa matofaa, kwa maana ninazimia kwa mapenzi.
6 His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
Mkono wake wa kushoto uko chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kuume unanikumbatia.
7 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
Binti za Yerusalemu, ninawaagiza kwa paa na kwa ayala wa shambani: Msichochee wala kuamsha mapenzi hata yatakapotaka yenyewe.
8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
Sikiliza! Mpenzi wangu! Tazama! Huyu hapa anakuja, akirukaruka juu milimani akizunguka juu ya vilima.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.
Mpenzi wangu ni kama paa au ayala kijana. Tazama! Anasimama nyuma ya ukuta wetu, akitazama kupitia madirishani, akichungulia kimiani.
10 My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Mpenzi wangu alizungumza na kuniambia, “Inuka, mpenzi wangu, mrembo wangu, tufuatane.
11 For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
Tazama! Wakati wa masika umepita, mvua imekwisha na ikapita.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Maua yanatokea juu ya nchi; majira ya kuimba yamewadia, sauti za njiwa zinasikika katika nchi yetu.
13 The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
Mtini unatunga matunda yake ya mwanzoni, zabibu zinazochanua zaeneza harufu nzuri. Inuka, njoo mpenzi wangu. Mrembo wangu, tufuatane.”
14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Hua wangu penye nyufa za majabali, mafichoni pembezoni mwa mlima, nionyeshe uso wako, na niisikie sauti yako, kwa maana sauti yako ni tamu, na uso wako unapendeza.
15 Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.
Tukamatie mbweha, mbweha wale wadogo wanaoharibu mashamba ya mizabibu, mashamba yetu ya mizabibu yaliyochanua.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
Mpenzi wangu ni wangu, nami ni wake, yeye hujilisha katikati ya yungiyungi.
17 Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.
Mpaka jua linapochomoza, na vivuli vikimbie, rudi, mpenzi wangu, na uwe kama paa, au kama ayala kijana juu ya vilima vya Betheri.
