Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Rwiyo Rukuru rwaSoromoni:
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for your love is better than wine.
Ngaanditsvode hake nokutsvoda kwomuromo wake. Nokuti rudo rwako runofadza kupfuura waini.
3 Because of the savour of your good ointments your name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love you.
Kunhuhwirira kwamafuta enyu kunofadza; zita renyu rakafanana namafuta anonhuwirira adururwa. Hazvishamisi kuti mhandara dzinokudai!
4 Draw me, we will run after you: the king has brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine: the upright love you.
Nditorei muende neni, ngatikurumidzei. Mambo ngaandipinze mudzimba dzake dzomukati. Shamwari Tinokupembererai uye tinokufarirai; ticharumbidza rudo rwenyu kupfuura waini. Mukadzi Regai zvenyu mhandara dzikudei!
5 I am black, but comely, O all of you daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Kusviba ndakasviba zvangu, asi ndakanaka hangu, vanasikana veJerusarema, ndakasviba samatende eKedhari, sezvidzitiro zvetende raSoromoni.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun has looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Musanditarisisa nokuda kwoutema hwangu, nokuti ndakasvibiswa nezuva. Vanakomana vamai vangu vakanditsamwira vakandiita kuti ndichengete minda yemizambiringa; munda wangu chaiwo wemizambiringa ndakaushayira nguva.
7 Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turns aside by the flocks of your companions?
Ndiudze, iwe mudiwa wangu, kwaunofudzira makwai ako nokwaunozorodzera makwai ako masikati. Ko, ndichaitirei somukadzi akafukidza chiso chake pedyo namakwai eshamwari dzako?
8 If you know not, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds' tents.
Kana usingazivi, iwe mukadzi akanaka kukunda vamwe, chitevera makwara amakwai ugondofudzira mbudzana dzako pedyo namatende avafudzi.
9 I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
Ndinokufananidza, iwe mudiwa wangu, nebhiza rakasungwa pane imwe yengoro dzaFaro.
10 Your cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.
Matama ako akashongedzwa zvakanaka nemhete, mutsipa wako nezvuma zvamatombo anokosha.
11 We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
Tichakugadzirira mhete dzenzeve dzegoridhe nesirivha.
12 While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.
Mambo paakanga agere patafura yake, munhuwi wamafuta andainge ndazora wakapararira.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
Mudiwa wangu, kwandiri akaita sakahomwe kemura kanogara pakati pamazamu angu.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
Mudiwa wangu, kwandiri akaita sesumbu ramaruva machena anobva mubindu remizambiringa yeEni Gedhi.
15 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.
Kunaka here kwawakaita uku, mudiwa wangu! A-a, wakazonaka! Meso ako injiva chaidzo!
16 Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
Wakanaka sei, mudiwa wangu! A-a, unofadza! Uye mubhedha wedu wakasvibira.
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
Nhungo dzeimba yedu ndedzomusidhari; mbariro dzacho ndedzomupaini.
