Song of Solomon 5
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you merie, O welbeloued.
Na zo lambuna,’yar’uwata, amaryata; na tattara mur nawa da kayan yajina. Na sha zumana da kuma kakinsa na sha ruwan inabina da kuma madarana. Ƙawaye Ku ci, ku kuma sha, ya ku ƙawaye; ku sha ku ƙoshi, ya ƙaunatattu.
2 I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.
Na yi barci amma zuciyata tana a farke. Ku saurara! Ƙaunataccena yana ƙwanƙwasa ƙofa. “Buɗe mini,’yar’uwata, ƙaunatacciyata, kurciyata, marar laifina. Kaina ya jiƙe da raɓa, gashina ya yi danshin ɗiɗɗigar dare.”
3 I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them?
Na tuɓe rigata, sai in sāke sa ta kuma? Na wanke ƙafafuna, sai in sāke ɓata su?
4 My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him.
Ƙaunataccena ya turo hannunsa ta cikin ramin ƙofar; zuciyata ta fara juyayi a kansa.
5 I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre.
Na tashi don in buɗe wa ƙaunataccena, sai hannuna ya jiƙe sharkaf da mur, yatsotsina suna ɗiga da mur, a hannuwan ƙofar.
6 I opened to my welbeloued: but my welbeloued was gone, and past: mine heart was gone when hee did speake: I sought him, but I coulde not finde him: I called him, but hee answered mee not.
Na buɗe wa ƙaunataccena ƙofa, amma ƙaunataccena ba ya nan, ya riga ya tafi. Zuciyata ta damu da tafiyarsa. Na neme shi amma ban same shi ba. Na yi ta kiransa amma bai amsa ba.
7 The watchmen that went about the citie, founde me: they smote me and wounded me: the watchmen of the walles tooke away my vaile from me.
Masu gadi suka gamu da ni yayinda suke kai kawo a cikin birni. Suka yi mini dūka, suka yi mini rauni; suka ƙwace gyalena waɗannan masu gadin katanga!
8 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue.
’Yan matan Urushalima, ina roƙonku, in kun sami ƙaunataccena me za ku ce masa? Ku ce masa na suma saboda ƙauna.
9 O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs?
Mafiya kyau a cikin mata me ya sa ƙaunataccenki ya fi sauran? Don me kike roƙonmu mu faɗa masa yadda kike ji?
10 My welbeloued is white and ruddie, the chiefest of ten thousand.
Ƙaunataccena kyakkyawa ne ƙaƙƙarfa kuma, da ƙyar a sami irinsa ɗaya a cikin dubu goma.
11 His head is as fine golde, his lockes curled, and blacke as a rauen.
Kansa zinariya ce zalla; gashinsa dogaye ne baƙi wuluk kamar hankaka.
12 His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the full vessels.
Idanunsa sun yi kamar na kurciyoyin da suke kusa da ruwan rafi, da aka wanke da madara aka kuma kafa kamar kayan ado masu daraja.
13 His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping downe pure myrrhe.
Kumatunsa kamar lambun kayan yaji suna ba da turare. Leɓunansa sun yi kamar furen bi-rana suna ɗiga da mur.
14 His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white yuorie couered with saphirs.
Hannuwansa kamar sandunan zinariyar da aka sa musu duwatsu masu daraja. Jikinsa ya yi kamar gogaggen hauren giwan da aka yi masa ado da duwatsun saffaya.
15 His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine golde: his countenance as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Ƙafafunsa sun yi kamar ginshiƙan dutsen alabastar da aka kafa su a cikin rammukar zinariya. Kamanninsa ya yi kamar Lebanon, mafi kyau kamar itacen al’ul nasa.
16 His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my louer, O daughters of Ierusalem.
Bakinsa zaƙi ne kansa; komensa yana da kyau. Haka ƙaunataccena, abokina, yake’yan matan Urushalima.
