Song of Solomon 1
Kanu waa gabaygii gabayada ee Sulaymaan.
2 Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
Isagu ha igu dhunkado dhunkashooyinka afkiisa; Waayo, jacaylkaagu xataa khamri wuu ka sii macaan yahay.
3 Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
Saliiddaadu caraf wanaagsan bay leedahay, Oo magacaaguna waa sida saliidcadar la shubay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed baa habluhu kuu jecel yihiin.
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.
I soo jiido, waannu kaa daba ordaynaaye. Boqorkii wuxuu i soo geliyey qolladihiisii. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Annagu waannu kugu farxi doonnaa, oo waannu kugu rayrayn doonnaa, Oo jacaylkaagana waxaannu u sii xusuusan doonnaa in khamri ka sii badan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Si qumman ayay kuu jecel yihiin.
5 I am blacke, O daughters of Ierusalem, but comely, as the tentes of Kedar, and as the curtaines of Salomon.
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Anigu waan madoobahay, laakiinse waan u qurxoonahay Sida teendhooyinkii reer Qedaar Iyo sida daahyadii Sulaymaan.
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.
Ha ii soo dhuganina madowgayga qorraxdu i gubtay aawadiis. Wiilashii hooyaday ayaa ii cadhooday, Oo waxay iga dhigeen ilaaliyihii beeraha canabka ah, Laakiinse beertayda canabka ah ma aan dhawrayn.
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?
Kan naftaydu jeceshahayow, ii sheeg Meesha aad adhigaaga daajisid, iyo meesha aad hadhkii hadhisid; Waayo, bal maxaan u ahaanayaa Sida mid ag wareegta adhyaha saaxiibbadaa?
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.
Taada naagaha ugu qurux badanay, haddaadan aqoon, Waxaad daba gashaa adhiga raadkiisa, Oo waxaad waxarahaaga ag daajisaa teendhooyinka adhijirrada.
9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
Taan jeclahayay, waxaan kugu masaalay Faras ka mid ah fardihii gaadhifardoodyadii Fircoon.
10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
Dhabannadaadu waxay la qurxoon yihiin timo tidcan, Oo qoortaaduna laasimmo jowharad ah.
11 We will make thee borders of golde with studdes of siluer.
Waxaannu kuu samaynaynaa silsilado dahab ah Oo lacag laga taagay.
12 Whiles the King was at his repast, my spikenard gaue the smelll thereof.
Inta boqorku miiskiisii fadhiyey, Ayaa cadarkaygii naaradiinka ahaa caraftiisu soo baxday.
13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida guntin malmal ah Oo habeenkii oo dhan naasahayga ku dhex jirta.
14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida xidhmo ubax xinne ah Oo beeraha canabka ah ee Ceyn Gedii ku yaal.
15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.
Taan jeclahayay, bal eeg, adigu waad qurxoon tahay, bal eeg, waad qurxoon tahay, Oo waxaad leedahay indhaha qoolleyda oo kale.
16 My welbeloued, beholde, thou art faire and pleasant: also our bed is greene:
Gacaliyahaygow, bal eeg, adba waad qurxoon tahay, waanad wacan tahay, Oo weliba sariirteennuna waa cagaar.
17 The beames of our house are cedars, our rafters are of firre.
Alwaaxda gurigeennu waa qoryo kedar ah, Oo saqafkeennuna waa qoryo beroosh ah.
