Song of Solomon 2
1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
Ngilirozi leSharoni, umduze wezigodi.
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Njengomduze phakathi kwameva, unjalo mthandwa wami phakathi kwamadodakazi.
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Njengesihlahla sama-aphula phakathi kwezihlahla zeganga, sinjalo isithandwa sami phakathi kwamadodana. Ngahlala emthunzini waso ngathokoza kakhulu, lesithelo saso simnandi ekunambitheni kwami.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
Sangisa endlini yewayini, lesiboniso saso phezu kwami siluthando.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
Ngisekelani ngezinkwa zezithelo zevini ezonyisiweyo, lingiqinise ngama-aphula, ngoba ngiguliswa luthando.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand does embrace me.
Isandla saso sokhohlo singaphansi kwekhanda lami, lesokunene saso siyangigona.
7 I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
Ngiyalifungisa, madodakazi eJerusalema, ngemiziki kumbe ngezimpala zeganga, ukuze lingaphazamisi lingavusi uthando aze athande.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he comes leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Ilizwi lesithandwa sami! Khangela sona siyeza, siseqa phezu kwezintaba, siqolotsha phezu kwamaqaqa.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
Isithandwa sami sinjengomziki kumbe njengethole lendluzele. Khangela simi ngemva komduli wethu, silunguza emawindini, sizibonakalisa eminxibeni yewindi.
10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Isithandwa sami saphendula sathi kimi: Vuka wena, mthandwa wami, omuhle wami, asihambe wena.
11 For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
Ngoba khangela, ubusika sebudlulile, izulu seliphelile, lihambile.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Amaluba ayabonakala emhlabeni, isikhathi sokuhlabelela sesifikile, lelizwi lejuba liyezwakala elizweni lakithi.
13 The fig tree puts forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Isihlahla somkhiwa sivuthisa imikhiwa yaso eluhlaza, lamavini alempoko aletha iphunga elimnandi. Vuka wena, mthandwa wami, omuhle wami wena, sihambe.
14 O my dove, that are in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see your countenance, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is comely.
Juba lami, elisengoxweni yedwala, ekusithekeni kweliwa, ngitshengisa ubuso bakho, ngizwise ilizwi lakho, ngoba ilizwi lakho limnandi, lobuso bakho buyabukeka.
15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
Sibambeleni amakhanka, amakhanka amancinyane, ona izivini, ngoba izivini zethu zilezimpoko.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feeds among the lilies.
Isithandwa sami ngesami, lami ngingowaso, eselusa phakathi kwemiduze.
17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be you like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.
Kuze kube semadabukakusa, lamathunzi abaleke, phenduka, sithandwa sami, ube njengomziki kumbe njengethole lendluzele phezu kwezintaba zeBhetheri.
