Song of Solomon 1
«Küylerning küyi» — Sulaymanning küyi.
2 Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
«U otluq aghzi bilen méni söysun; Chünki séning muhebbiting sharabtin shérindur.
3 Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
Xushpuraqtur séning etirliring; Quyulghan puraqliq may séning namingdur; Shunglashqa qizlar séni söyidu. Könglümni özüngge mehliya qilghaysen — Biz sanga egiship yügüreyli! — Padishah méni öz hujrilirigha ekirgey!»
4 Drawe me: we will runne after thee: the King hath brought me into his chabers: we will reioyce and be glad in thee: we will remember thy loue more then wine: the righteous do loue thee.
«Biz sendin xushal bolup shadlinimiz; Séning muhebbetliringni sharabtin artuq eslep teripleymiz».
5 I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
«Ular séni durusluq bilen söyidu». — «Qara tenlik bolghinim bilen chirayliqmen, i Yérusalém qizliri! Berheq, Kédarliqlarning chédirliridek, Sulaymanning perdiliridek qarimen.
6 Regard ye me not because I am blacke: for the sunne hath looked vpon mee. The sonnes of my mother were angry against mee: they made me the keeper of ye vines: but I kept not mine owne vine.
Manga tikilip qarimanglar, Chünki qaridurmen, Chünki aptap méni köydürdi; Anamning oghulliri mendin renjigen; Shunga ular méni üzümzarlarni baqquchi qildi; Shunga öz üzümzarimni baqalmighanmen».
7 Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes of thy companions?
«Hey, jénim söyginim, dégine, Padangni qeyerde baqisen? Uni kün qiyamida qeyerde aram alghuzisen? Hemrahliringning padiliri yénida chümperdilik ayallardek yürüshümning néme hajiti?»
8 If thou knowe not, O thou the fairest among women, get thee foorth by the steps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes by the tents of the shepheards.
«I qiz-ayallar arisidiki eng güzili, eger sen buni bilmiseng, Padamning basqan izlirini bésip méngip, Padichining chédiri yénida öz oghlaqliringni ozuqlandurghin».
9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
«I söyümlüküm, men séni Pirewnning jeng harwilirigha qétilghan bir baytalgha oxshattim;
10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
Séning mengziliring tizilghan munchaqlar bilen, Boynung marjanlar bilen güzeldur.
11 We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
Biz sanga kümüsh közler quyulghan, Altundin zibu-zinnetlerni yasap bérimiz».
12 Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
«Padishah toy dastixinida olturghinida, sumbul melhimim puraq chachidu;
13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
Méning söyümlüküm, u manga bir monek murmekkidur, U kökslirim arisida qonup qalidu;
14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
Méning söyümlüküm manga En-Gedidiki üzümzarlarda ösken bir ghunche xéne gülidektur».
15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
«Mana, sen güzel, amriqim! Mana, sen shundaq güzel! Közliring paxteklerningkidektur!»
16 My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
«Mana, sen güzel, söyümlüküm; Berheq, yéqimliq ikensen; Bizning orun-körpimiz yéshildur;
17 The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
Öyimizdiki limlar kédir derixidin, Wasilirimiz archilardindur.
