Song of Solomon 8
1 How I wish you were like a brother to me, one who nursed at my mother's breasts! Then if I met you on the street I could kiss you and no one would tell me off.
Ah, soki ozalaki ndeko na ngai ya mobali oyo amelaki mabele ya mama na ngai! Soki nakutanaki na yo na libanda, nalingaki kopesa yo beze, mpe moto moko te alingaki kotiola ngai.
2 Then I could take you home to my mother's house, where she used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranate.
Nalingaki komema yo mpe kokotisa yo na ndako ya mama na ngai, mpo ete oteya ngai bolingo. Nalingaki komelisa yo vino ya kitoko, oyo basali na bambuma ya grenade.
3 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
Tika ete loboko na ye ya mwasi ezala na se ya moto na ngai, mpe loboko na ye ya mobali ekanga ngai nzoto!
4 Women of Jerusalem, swear to me that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
Bilenge basi ya Yelusalemi, nabondeli bino: bolamusa Bolingo na ngai te liboso ete ye moko akoma na posa ya kolamuka.
5 Who is this coming in from the wilderness holding her love close to her? Woman: I woke you up under the apple tree where your mother conceived you, and where she gave birth to you.
Nani oyo abimi na esobe mpe alaleli mobali na ye ya motema? Nalamusaki yo na se ya nzete ya pome, na esika oyo mama na yo azwaki zemi na yo, esika oyo abotaki yo na pasi.
6 Stamp my name as a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm, for love is strong as death, passion as unyielding as the grave—its arrows flash like fire, a blazing flame of the Lord. (Sheol h7585)
Tia ngai lokola kashe na motema na yo, lokola kashe na loboko na yo; pamba te bolingo ezali makasi lokola kufa, zuwa ezali makasi lokola mokili ya bakufi. Moto ya bolingo epelaka makasi lokola kake kowuta epai na Yawe. (Sheol h7585)
7 Floods of water cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot submerge it. If a man offered everything he owned in order to buy love he would be completely rejected.
Mayi minene ekoki koboma moto ya bolingo te; ezala mayi ya bibale, ekoki komela yango te. Soki moto apesi biloko na ye nyonso ya ndako mpo na kosomba bolingo, solo penza bakotiola ye.
8 We have a younger sister whose breasts are still small. What shall we do for our sister when someone asks to marry her?
Tozali na ndeko moko ya mwasi, azali nanu moke; azali nanu ata na mabele te. Tokosala nini mpo na ye na mokolo oyo bakoluka ye na libala?
9 If she is a wall, we will build a silver tower on it. But if she is a door, we will bar the way with cedar planks.
Soki azalaki mir, tolingaki kotonga likolo na ye ndako oyo esalemi na palata; soki azalaki ekuke, tolingaki kokanga ye na libaya ya sedele.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So when he looks at me he's happy!
Nazali mir, mpe mabele na ngai ezali lokola bandako milayi. Boye, na miso na ye, nazali lokola mwasi oyo azwi kimia.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon which he leased to tenant farmers. Each of them paid him one thousand silver coins for the fruit it produced.
Salomo azali na elanga ya vino kati na Bala-Amoni, apesi yango na bakengeli; moko na moko kati na bango azalaki kopesa mbongo ya bibende ya palata, nkoto moko mpo na kosomba bambuma na yango.
12 But I own my vineyard, it is mine alone. One thousand silver coins are for you, Solomon, and two hundred for those who look after it.
Oh Salomo, mbongo ya bibende ya palata, nkoto moko ezali ya yo, mpe bibende nkama mibale ezali ya bakengeli bambuma; kasi elanga na ngai ya vino, oyo ezali liboso na ngai, ezali ya ngai.
13 My darling, sitting there in the gardens with companions listening to you—please talk to me!
Yo oyo ovandi kati na bilanga, baninga na yo balingi koyoka mongongo na yo; tika ete oyokisa ngai yango!
14 Come quickly, my love! Be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.
Oh bolingo na ngai, kima mbangu, zala lokola mboloko to lokola mwana ya mbuli; kende na likolo ya bangomba oyo etondi na matiti ya solo kitoko.
