Song of Solomon 8
1 O that you were as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find you without, I would kiss you; yes, I should not be despised.
Di da loladafa ani dodo afae gilisili mai ganiya: be. Amasea, na da di logoa gousa: sea, na da di nonogosea, enoga da anima bagade hame dawa: la: loba.
2 I would lead you, and bring you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me: I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
Na da di na: me ea diasuga oule ahoa: noba. Amogawi di da nama sasagesu hou olelema: la: loba. Na da digili ‘bomegala: nidi’ waini hano hedama: ne legele nasu, amoga legei moma: la: loba.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Dia fofadi lobo da na dialuma hagudu diala, amola dia lobodafa da na sogoba: le guda: sa.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
Yelusaleme uda! Dilia ania sasagesu hou mae hedofama: ne, anima ilegele sia: ma.” Yelusaleme Uda ilia da amane sia: i,
5 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree: there your mother brought you forth: there she brought you forth that bore you.
“Nowa da hafoga: i sogeganini ea sasagesu dunu amo ela lobo sioga: ne manabela: ?” Uda da amane sia: sa, ‘A: bele’ ifaha (amogawi di lalelegei) na da di didilisi.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which has a most vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)
Dia nama fawane sasagema. Amola dia loboga eno mae sogoba: le, na fawane sogoba: ma. Be gia: i bagade mudasu hou amo da bogosu ea gasa defele gala. Amo hou da lalu agoane heloa: gala: le, lalu gegemoi defele nenana. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be scorned.
Hanoga haba: domu da hamedei. Hano heda: le, amo magufale haba: dolesimu gogolemu. Be dunu da ea muni bagade amoga sasagesu hou bidi lamusa: dawa: loba, e da enoga higale migasisu fawane ba: la: loba.” Uda ea yolalali ilia da amane sia: i,
8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
“Ninia da uda mano ninia aeya gala. Be ea dodo da asa, hame misi. Goi ayeligi da e lamusa: lobo dila masea, ninia da amo uda manoma adi hamoma: bela: ?
9 If she be a wall, we will build on her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
E da fedege agoane dobea agoane esalea, ninia da e gaga: ma: ne silifa diasu sedade gagagula heda: mu. Be e da logo ga: su agoane esalea, ninia da e gaga: ma: ne, dolo ifa gaga: i beano amo sagamu.” Uda da amane sia: sa,
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.
“Na da dobea gala. Na dodo da amo dobea ea diasu sedade gagagula heda: i. Na sasagesu dunu da dawa: Na da ani esalea, olofole amola dogo denesi agoane ba: sa. Dunu da amane sia: i,
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
Soloumane da Ba: ile Ha: imone moilaiga waini efe sagai diala. Waini efe sagai ouligisu dunu ilia da amo sagai amoga hawa: hamone, gamimusa: , su (rent) ema bidi iaha. Ilia da afae afae silifa fage 1000agoane ema iaha.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Be na waini efe sagai amo da na: Amola na da na hanaiga fawane eno dunuma iaha. Silifa fage 1000 amo na da di, Soloumane dima iaha. Amola waini sagai ouligisu dunu da ilia la: idi muni silifa fage 200 amo lamu da defea. Dunu da amane sia: i,
13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: cause me to hear it.
“Na dogolegei! Na da dia sia: sagaiaganini sia: be nabima: ma! Na sigi aligisu dunu da dia sia: be nabimusa: oulela.” Uda da amane sia: i,
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be you like to a roe or to a young hart on the mountains of spices.
“Na sasagesu! Nama misa! ‘Gasele dia’ amola waha debe ‘dia’ gawali goumi alelaloi (amogawi hedama: ne fodole nasu bugi da heda: sa) amoga esalebe, agoaiwane nama misa. Sia: ama dagoi
