Song of Solomon 1
Nyimbo ya Solomoni, nyimbo yoposa nyimbo zonse.
2 Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
Undipsompsone ndi milomo yako chifukwa chikondi chako nʼchokoma kuposa vinyo.
3 Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
Mafuta ako odzola ndi onunkhira bwino; dzina lako lili ngati mafuta onunkhira otsanulidwa. Nʼchifukwa chake atsikana amakukonda!
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.
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 blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
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 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.
Musandiyangʼane monyoza chifukwa ndine wakuda, ndine wakuda chifukwa cha dzuwa. Alongo anga anandikwiyira ndipo anandigwiritsa ntchito mʼminda ya mpesa; munda wangawanga sindinawusamalire.
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?
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 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.
Ngati sukudziwa iwe wokongola kwambiri kuposa akazi ena, ngati sukudziwa, tsatira makwalala a nkhosa ndipo udyetse ana ambuzi pambali pa matenti a abusa.
9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
Iwe bwenzi langa, uli ngati kavalo wamkazi ku magaleta a Farao.
10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
Masaya ako ndi okongola ndi ndolo zamʼmakutuzo, khosi lako likukongola ndi mikanda yamiyala yamtengowapatali.
11 We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
Tidzakupangira ndolo zagolide zokongoletsedwa ndi mikanda yasiliva.
12 Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
Pamene mfumu inali pa malo ake odyera, mafuta anga onunkhira anamveka fungo lake.
13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati kathumba ka mure kwa ine, kamene kamakhala pakati pa mawere angawa.
14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
Wokondedwa wanga ali ngati mpukutu wa maluwa ofiira, ochokera ku minda ya mpesa ya ku Eni-Gedi.
15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
Iwe wokondedwa wanga, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe chiphadzuwa, maso ako ali ngati nkhunda.
16 My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
Iwe bwenzi langa, ndiwe wokongoladi! Ndithu, ndiwe wokongoladi kwambiri! Ndipo malo athu ogonapo ndi msipu wobiriwira.
17 The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
Mitanda ya nyumba yathu ndi ya mkungudza, phaso lake ndi la mtengo wa payini.
