< 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.
O ke ou te tankou frè m, ki te souse nan tete a manman m. Si mwen te jwenn ou deyò, mwen ta bo ou; nonplis, pèsòn pa ta denonse m pou sa!
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.
Mwen ta mennen ou e fè ou antre lakay a manman m ki te konn enstwi mwen an. Mwen ta bay ou diven pafime ki sòti nan ji grenad mwen yo pou ou bwè.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Kite men goch li rete anba tèt mwen e men dwat li anbrase m.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
“Mwen vle nou sèmante, o fi Jérusalem yo, pa fè lanmou a vin leve, ni ankouraje l jiskaske se plezi li.
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.
Se ki fi sa a k ap monte sòti nan dezè a, k ap apiye sou cheri li a?” Jenn Fi an Anba pye pòm nan, mwen te fè ou leve; se la manman ou te gen doulè e te fè ou vin parèt.
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)
Mete mwen tankou yon so sou kè ou, tankou yon so sou bra ou. Paske lanmou gen fòs menm jan ak lanmò. Jalouzi sevè tankou Sejou mò yo; lè l pete se tankou dife k ap pete. Vrèman se flanm SENYÈ a. (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.
Anpil dlo p ap ka etenn lanmou, ni rivyè p ap ka inonde l. Menm si yon nonm ta bay tout richès lakay li pou lanmou, sa ta konplètman meprize.
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?
Nou gen yon ti sè e li pa gen tete menm; kisa n ap fè pou sè nou an nan jou ke yon moun ta vin pale pou l ta fiyanse avè l?
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.
Si ti fi a se yon mi, nou va bati yon ranpa fèt an ajan pou antoure l; men, si li se yon pòt, n ap fè yon barikad ak gwo planch bwa sèd.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.
Mwen te yon miray e tete mwen te tankou fò yo; konsa, mwen te devni nan zye li kon yon moun ki jwenn lapè.
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.
Salomon te gen yon chan rezen nan Baal-Hamon; Li te bay jerans chan rezen an a gadyen yo. Yo chak te gen pou pote mil sik ajan pou fwi li yo.
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.
Pwòp chan rezen mwen an se devan m; mil sik ajan yo se pou ou, Salomon ak de-san pou sila ki okipe fwi li yo.
13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: cause me to hear it.
O ou menm, ki chita nan jaden yo, ansanm ak zanmi mwen yo, kite m tande vwa ou.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be you like to a roe or to a young hart on the mountains of spices.
Annou pati, cheri mwen an! Fè tankou yon antilòp, oswa yon jenn sèf sou mòn ki plen epis yo.

< Song of Solomon 8 >