Song of Solomon 1
Ingoma yezingoma kaSolomoni.
2 Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
Kangange ngezangiwo zomlomo wakhe ngoba uthando lwakho lumnandi kulewayini.
3 Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
Limnandi iphunga lamagcobo akho; ibizo lakho linjengamakha atheliweyo. Yikho izintombi zikuthanda kangaka!
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.
Ngithatha uhambe lami, kasiphangise! Inkosi kayingingenise endlini yayo. Abangane Siyathokoza njalo siyajabula ngawe; sizalubabaza uthando lwakho okudlula iwayini. Umlobokazi Kabazenzi ukuba bakuthande!
5 I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
Ngimnyama kodwa ngiyabukeka, lina madodakazi aseJerusalema ngimnyama okwamathente aseKhedari, okwamakhetheni amathente kaSolomoni.
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.
Linganginyonkolozi ngoba ngimnyama, ngimnyama ngenxa yokutshiswa lilanga. Abanewethu bangizondela bangenza umlindi wesivini; angabe ngisanaka esami isivini.
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?
Akungitshele, wena engikuthandayo, uyelusela ngaphi imihlambi yezimvu zakho lokuthi ziphumula ngaphi izimvu zakho emini? Kungani ngisiba njengomfazi ombozileyo eceleni kwemihlambi yabangane bakho na?
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.
Nxa ungazi, wena omuhle okudlula bonke abesifazane, landela umkhondo wezimvu udlisele amazinyane embuzi zakho eduze lamathente abelusi.
9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
Sithandwa sami, ngikufanisa lebhiza elisikazi elibotshwe enqoleni kaFaro.
10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
Izihlathi zakho zinhle ngokuceciswa, intamo yakho ngobuhlalu obucazimulayo.
11 We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
Sizakwenzela amacici egolide, ebalazwe ngesiliva.
12 Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
Khonapho inkosi isetafuleni amakha ami enadi alanquza iphunga lawo elimnandi.
13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
Kimi isithandwa sami sinjengemfuko yemure ithe khoxo phakathi kwamabele ami.
14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
Kimi isithandwa sami sinjengelixha lempoko zehena eliphuma esivinini se-Eni-Gedi.
15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
Bakithi, umuhle njani sithandwa sami! Ngeqiniso umuhle! Amehlo akho angamajuba.
16 My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
Umuhle ngempela, sithandwa sami! Bakithi, uyabukeka! Umbheda wethu butshani obuluhlaza tshoko.
17 The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
Izinsika zendlu yethu ngezomsedari lezintungo ngezefire.
