Song of Solomon 6
1 Where is your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? where is your beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with you.
Iwe wokongola kuposa akazi onsewa, kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wapita kuti? Kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wakhotera njira iti kuti timufunefune pamodzi ndi iwe?
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Wachikondi wanga watsikira ku munda kwake, ku timinda ta zokometsera zakudya, akukadyetsa ziweto zake ku minda, ndiponso akuthyola maluwa okongola.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feeds among the lilies.
Wokondedwa wangayo ndine wake ndipo iyeyo ndi wangawanga; amadyetsa ziweto zake pakati pa maluwa okongola.
4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Ndiwe wokongola, bwenzi langa, ngati Tiriza, wokongola kwambiri ngati Yerusalemu, ndiwe woopsa ngati gulu lankhondo lonyamula mbendera.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Usandipenyetsetse; pakuti maso ako amanditenga mtima. Tsitsi lako lili ngati gulu la mbuzi zikutsetsereka kuchokera ku Giliyadi.
6 Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Mano ako ali ngati gulu la nkhosa zimene zikubwera kuchokera kokazisambitsa, iliyonse ili ndi ana amapasa, palibe imene ili yokha.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.
Kukhalira kumbuyo kwa nsalu yako yophimba kumutu, masaya ako ali ngati mabandu a makangadza.
8 There are three score queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
Ngakhale patakhala akazi a mfumu 60, ndi azikazi 80, ndi anamwali osawerengeka;
9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
koma nkhunda yanga, wangwiro wanga ndi wosiyana ndi wina aliyense; mwana wamkazi yekhayo wa amayi ake, mwana wapamtima wa amene anamubereka. Anamwali anamuona ndipo anamutcha wodala; akazi a mfumu ndi azikazi anamutamanda.
10 Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Ndani uyu akuoneka ngati mʼbandakucha, wokongola ngati mwezi, wowala ngati dzuwa, wochititsa mantha ngati gulu la ankhondo mbendera zili mʼmanja?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
Ndinatsikira ku munda wa mitengo ya alimondi kukayangʼana zomera zatsopano ku chigwa, kukaona ngati mpesa waphukira kapena ngati makangadza ali ndi maluwa.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
Ndisanazindikire kanthu, ndinakhala ngati ndikulota kuti ndili mʼgaleta pambali pa mfumu yanga.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look on you. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Bwerera, bwerera iwe namwali wa ku Sulami; bwerera, bwerera kuti ife tidzakupenyetsetse iwe! Mwamuna Chifukwa chiyani mukufuna kudzapenyetsetsa ine mwana wamkazi wa ku Sulami, pamene ndikuvina pakati pa magulu awiri?
