Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.
O ke ou te tankou frè m, ki te souse nan tete a manman m. Si mwen te jwenn ou deyò, mwen ta bo ou; nonplis, pèsòn pa ta denonse m pou sa!
2 I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
Mwen ta mennen ou e fè ou antre lakay a manman m ki te konn enstwi mwen an. Mwen ta bay ou diven pafime ki sòti nan ji grenad mwen yo pou ou bwè.
3 His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.
Kite men goch li rete anba tèt mwen e men dwat li anbrase m.
4 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?
“Mwen vle nou sèmante, o fi Jérusalem yo, pa fè lanmou a vin leve, ni ankouraje l jiskaske se plezi li.
5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.
Se ki fi sa a k ap monte sòti nan dezè a, k ap apiye sou cheri li a?” Jenn Fi an Anba pye pòm nan, mwen te fè ou leve; se la manman ou te gen doulè e te fè ou vin parèt.
6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah. (Sheol h7585)
Mete mwen tankou yon so sou kè ou, tankou yon so sou bra ou. Paske lanmou gen fòs menm jan ak lanmò. Jalouzi sevè tankou Sejou mò yo; lè l pete se tankou dife k ap pete. Vrèman se flanm SENYÈ a. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
Anpil dlo p ap ka etenn lanmou, ni rivyè p ap ka inonde l. Menm si yon nonm ta bay tout richès lakay li pou lanmou, sa ta konplètman meprize.
8 We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? —
Nou gen yon ti sè e li pa gen tete menm; kisa n ap fè pou sè nou an nan jou ke yon moun ta vin pale pou l ta fiyanse avè l?
9 If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Si ti fi a se yon mi, nou va bati yon ranpa fèt an ajan pou antoure l; men, si li se yon pòt, n ap fè yon barikad ak gwo planch bwa sèd.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
Mwen te yon miray e tete mwen te tankou fò yo; konsa, mwen te devni nan zye li kon yon moun ki jwenn lapè.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.
Salomon te gen yon chan rezen nan Baal-Hamon; Li te bay jerans chan rezen an a gadyen yo. Yo chak te gen pou pote mil sik ajan pou fwi li yo.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.
Pwòp chan rezen mwen an se devan m; mil sik ajan yo se pou ou, Salomon ak de-san pou sila ki okipe fwi li yo.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].
O ou menm, ki chita nan jaden yo, ansanm ak zanmi mwen yo, kite m tande vwa ou.
14 Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
Annou pati, cheri mwen an! Fè tankou yon antilòp, oswa yon jenn sèf sou mòn ki plen epis yo.
