Song of Solomon 1
Nyimbo ya Solomoni, nyimbo yoposa nyimbo zonse.
2 Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
Undipsompsone ndi milomo yako chifukwa chikondi chako nʼchokoma kuposa vinyo.
3 Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
Mafuta ako odzola ndi onunkhira bwino; dzina lako lili ngati mafuta onunkhira otsanulidwa. Nʼchifukwa chake atsikana amakukonda!
4 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
Nditenge ndipo ndizikutsata, tiye tifulumire! Mfumu indilowetse mʼchipinda chake. Abwenzi Ife timasangalala ndi kukondwera nawe, tidzatamanda chikondi chako kupambana vinyo. Mkazi Amachita bwinotu potamanda iwe!
5 I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Ndine wakuda, komatu ndine wokongola, inu akazi a ku Yerusalemu, ine ndine wakuda ngati tenti ya ku Kedara, ngati makatani a tenti ya Solomoni.
6 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
Musandiyangʼane monyoza chifukwa ndine wakuda, ndine wakuda chifukwa cha dzuwa. Alongo anga anandikwiyira ndipo anandigwiritsa ntchito mʼminda ya mpesa; munda wangawanga sindinawusamalire.
7 Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
Ndiwuze iwe, amene ndimakukonda, kumene umadyetsa ziweto zako ndi kumene umagoneka nkhosa zako nthawi yamasana. Ndikhalirenji ngati mkazi wachiwerewere pambali pa ziweto za abwenzi ako?
8 If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
Ngati sukudziwa iwe wokongola kwambiri kuposa akazi ena, ngati sukudziwa, tsatira makwalala a nkhosa ndipo udyetse ana ambuzi pambali pa matenti a abusa.
9 To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
Iwe bwenzi langa, uli ngati kavalo wamkazi ku magaleta a Farao.
10 Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.
Masaya ako ndi okongola ndi ndolo zamʼmakutuzo, khosi lako likukongola ndi mikanda yamiyala yamtengowapatali.
11 We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
Tidzakupangira ndolo zagolide zokongoletsedwa ndi mikanda yasiliva.
12 While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
Pamene mfumu inali pa malo ake odyera, mafuta anga onunkhira anamveka fungo lake.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati kathumba ka mure kwa ine, kamene kamakhala pakati pa mawere angawa.
14 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati mpukutu wa maluwa ofiira, ochokera ku minda ya mpesa ya ku Eni-Gedi.
15 Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
Iwe wokondedwa wanga, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe chiphadzuwa, maso ako ali ngati nkhunda.
16 Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
Iwe bwenzi langa, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe wokongoladi kwambiri! Ndipo malo athu ogonapo ndi msipu wobiriwira.
17 The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.
Mitanda ya nyumba yathu ndi ya mkungudza, phaso lake ndi la mtengo wa payini.
