Song of Solomon 5
1 Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
Walaashayay, aroosaddaydiiyey, beertaydii waan soo dhex galay. Malmalkaygiina dhirtaydii udgoonayd baan la gurtay, Oo awlalladaydii shinniyeed iyo malabkaygiina waan cunay, Khamrigaygii iyo caanahaygiina waan cabbay, Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Saaxiibbadayow, wax cuna, Wax cabba, gacaliyayaalow, aad u cabba.
2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
Anigu waan hurday, laakiinse qalbigaygu waa soo jeeday. Waxaan maqlay codkii gacaliyahayga oo albaabka garaacaya, isagoo leh, Walaashayay, taan jeclahayay, qoolleydaydiiyey, tayda sanay, iridda iga fur, Waayo, madaxayga waxaa ka buuxa dharab, Oo timahaygana waxaa qoyay dhibicyihii habeennimada.
3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
Dharkaygii waan iska bixiyey, bal sidee baan u xidhaa? Oo cagahaygiina waan maydhay, bal sidee baan u wasakheeyaa?
4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
Gacaliyahaygii wuxuu gacantiisii ka soo dusiyey daloolkii albaabka, Oo qalbigaygu isaguu u dhaqaaqay.
5 I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
Waxaan u sara joogsaday inaan gacaliyahayga iridda ka furo, Oo gacmahaygana waxaa ka daadanayay malmal, Farahaygana malmalku Wuxuu kaga tiftifqay qataarkii albaabka.
6 I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
Gacaliyahaygii waan ka furay, Laakiinse gacaliyahaygii wuu iska noqday, wuuna tegey. Naftaydii markuu hadlay way naxday. Isagaan doondoonay, laakiinse waan heli kari waayay. Waan u dhawaaqay, laakiinse innaba iima uu jawaabin.
7 The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Oo waardiyayaashii magaalada dhex warwareegayay ayaa i helay Wayna i garaaceen oo i dhaawaceen. Oo kuwii derbiyada dhawrayay ayaa garbasaartaydii iga qaaday.
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa, haddaad gacaliyahaygii aragtaan, U sheega inaan caashaq la buko.
9 What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
Gacaliyahaagu muxuu gacaliye kale dheer yahay, Taada naagaha ugu qurxoonay? Bal gacaliyahaagu muxuu gacaliye kale dheer yahay, Waadigaa sidan noo dhaarinayee?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
Gacaliyahaygu waa cad yahay oo waa casaan. Waana kan toban kun ugu wanaagsan.
11 His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
Madaxiisu waa sida dahab saafi ah, Oo timihiisuna waa sida cawbaar, oo waxay u madow yihiin sida tuke oo kale.
12 His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
Indhihiisu waa sida indho qoolley oo durdur biya ah ag joogta, Oo caano lagu maydhay oo si qumman loo dhigay.
13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.
Dhabannadiisu waa sida beer dhir udgoon ah iyo sida ubaxyo carfa. Oo bushimihiisuna waa sida ubaxshooshanno uu malmal ka tiftifqayo.
14 His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
Gacmihiisu waa sida kaatummo dahab ah oo berullos lagu dhejiyey, Oo jidhkiisuna waa sida foolmaroodi oo dhalaalaya oo safayr lagu sharraxay.
15 His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
Lugihiisu waa sida tiirar marmar ah, oo lagu qotomiyey saldhigyo dahab saafiya ah, Oo muuqashadiisuna waa sida Buur Lubnaan oo kale, oo wuxuu u qurxoon yahay sida geedaha kedarka oo kale.
16 His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
Afkiisu aad iyo aad buu u macaan yahay, oo isaga dhammaantiis waa mid aad loo jecel yahay. Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Kaasu waa gacaliyahayga, waana saaxiibkayga.
