Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.
Mimi ni ua katika tambarare, nyinyoro katika bonde. Mwanaume akizungumza naye
2 Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.
Kama nyinyoro miongoni mwa mimba, ndivyo wewe, mpenzi wangu, miongoni mwa mabinti wengine wote. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
3 Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, and sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.
Kama mti wa mpera ulivyo miongoni mwa miti ya misituni, ndivyo mpenzi wangu alivyo miongoni mwa wanaume. Nina kaa chini ya kivuli chake kwa furaha sana, na tunda lake ni tamu kwa ladha yangu.
4 Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.
Amenileta kwenye ukumbi wa maakuli, na bendera yake juu yangu ilikuwa upendo. Mwanamke akizungumza na mpenzi wake.
5 Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.
Ni uishe kwa keki za mizabibu na kuniuisha na mapera, kwa kuwa nimedhohofika na mapenzi. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
6 His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.
Mkono wake wakushuto upo chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kulia wanikumbatia. Mwanamke akizungumza na wanawake wengine.
7 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.
Ninataka muhaidi, mabinti wa Yerusalemu, kwa swala na paa wa porini, kwamba hamtavuruga mapenzi yetu hadi yatakapo isha yenyewe. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe.
8 It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.
Sauti ya mpenzi wangu hiyo! O, huyu yuwaja, akiruka ruka juu milima, akiruka vilimani.
9 My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.
Mpenzi wangu ni kama swala au mtoto mdogo wa paa; angalia, amesimama nyuma ya ukuta wetu, akishangaa kupitia dirishani, akichungulia wavuni.
10 My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.
Mpenzi wangu alizungumza na mimi na kusema, “Amka, mpenzi wangu; mzuri wangu, twende pamoja nami.
11 For beholde, winter is past: the raine is changed, and is gone away.
Angalia, baridi imepita; mvua imeisha na kwenda.
12 The flowers appeare in the earth: the time of the singing of birdes is come, and the voyce of the turtle is heard in our land.
Maua yametokeza juu ya nchi; wakati wa kupunguza matawi na kuimba kwa ndege umekuja, na sauti za hua zimesikika nchini kwetu.
13 The figtree hath brought foorth her yong figges: and the vines with their small grapes haue cast a sauour: arise my loue, my faire one, and come away.
Mti wa tini umepevusha tini zake za kijani, na mizabibu imestawi; yatoa marashi yake. Inuka, mpenzi wangu, mzuri wangu, na uje nami.
14 My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.
Hua wangu, katika miamba ya mawe, katika miamba ya siri ya mipasuko ya milima, acha nione uso wako. Acha nisikie sauti yako, kwa kuwa sauti ni tamu, na uso wako ni mzuri.” Mwanamke akiongea mwenyewe
15 Take vs the foxes, the little foxes, which destroy the vines: for our vines haue small grapes.
Wakamate mbweha kwa ajili yetu, mbweha wadogo wanao haribu shamba za mizabibu, kwa kuwa shamba la mizabibu limestawi.
16 My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,
Mpenzi wangu ni wangu, na mimi ni wake; anakula penye nyinyoro kwa raha. Mwanamke anaongea na mpenzi wake
17 Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.
Enenda zako, mpenzi wangu, kabla pepo za jioni hazija vuma na vivuli kutoweka. Nenda zako; kuwa kama ayala au mtoto mdogo wa paa katika milima mawe mengi.
