Song of Solomon 5
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
Na zo lambuna,’yar’uwata, amaryata; na tattara mur nawa da kayan yajina. Na sha zumana da kuma kakinsa na sha ruwan inabina da kuma madarana. Ƙawaye Ku ci, ku kuma sha, ya ku ƙawaye; ku sha ku ƙoshi, ya ƙaunatattu.
2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Na yi barci amma zuciyata tana a farke. Ku saurara! Ƙaunataccena yana ƙwanƙwasa ƙofa. “Buɗe mini,’yar’uwata, ƙaunatacciyata, kurciyata, marar laifina. Kaina ya jiƙe da raɓa, gashina ya yi danshin ɗiɗɗigar dare.”
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
Na tuɓe rigata, sai in sāke sa ta kuma? Na wanke ƙafafuna, sai in sāke ɓata su?
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
Ƙaunataccena ya turo hannunsa ta cikin ramin ƙofar; zuciyata ta fara juyayi a kansa.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
Na tashi don in buɗe wa ƙaunataccena, sai hannuna ya jiƙe sharkaf da mur, yatsotsina suna ɗiga da mur, a hannuwan ƙofar.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
Na buɗe wa ƙaunataccena ƙofa, amma ƙaunataccena ba ya nan, ya riga ya tafi. Zuciyata ta damu da tafiyarsa. Na neme shi amma ban same shi ba. Na yi ta kiransa amma bai amsa ba.
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Masu gadi suka gamu da ni yayinda suke kai kawo a cikin birni. Suka yi mini dūka, suka yi mini rauni; suka ƙwace gyalena waɗannan masu gadin katanga!
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
’Yan matan Urushalima, ina roƙonku, in kun sami ƙaunataccena me za ku ce masa? Ku ce masa na suma saboda ƙauna.
9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
Mafiya kyau a cikin mata me ya sa ƙaunataccenki ya fi sauran? Don me kike roƙonmu mu faɗa masa yadda kike ji?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
Ƙaunataccena kyakkyawa ne ƙaƙƙarfa kuma, da ƙyar a sami irinsa ɗaya a cikin dubu goma.
11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
Kansa zinariya ce zalla; gashinsa dogaye ne baƙi wuluk kamar hankaka.
12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
Idanunsa sun yi kamar na kurciyoyin da suke kusa da ruwan rafi, da aka wanke da madara aka kuma kafa kamar kayan ado masu daraja.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
Kumatunsa kamar lambun kayan yaji suna ba da turare. Leɓunansa sun yi kamar furen bi-rana suna ɗiga da mur.
14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
Hannuwansa kamar sandunan zinariyar da aka sa musu duwatsu masu daraja. Jikinsa ya yi kamar gogaggen hauren giwan da aka yi masa ado da duwatsun saffaya.
15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Ƙafafunsa sun yi kamar ginshiƙan dutsen alabastar da aka kafa su a cikin rammukar zinariya. Kamanninsa ya yi kamar Lebanon, mafi kyau kamar itacen al’ul nasa.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Bakinsa zaƙi ne kansa; komensa yana da kyau. Haka ƙaunataccena, abokina, yake’yan matan Urushalima.
