Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
Oh mwasi na ngai ya motema, ozali kitoko, ozali penza kitoko makasi! Miso na yo, na se ya vwale, elala lokola ebenga; suki na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bantaba ya basi oyo ekitaka na ngomba Galadi.
2 Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.
Minu na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bameme oyo balongoli bapwale, bongo bawuti kosukola yango. Meme moko na moko ezali na lipasa na yango; moko te ezangi mwana.
3 Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
Bibebu na yo ezali lokola kitendi ya motane, mpe elobeli na yo epesaka esengo; matama na yo ezali lokola mbuma ya grenade, na se ya vwale.
4 Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Kingo na yo ezali lokola ndako molayi ya Davidi, oyo batongi mpo na kobomba bibundeli; banguba nkoto moko ediembisami kuna, banguba ya basoda ya mpiko.
5 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
Mabele na yo nyonso mibale ezali lokola bana mapasa mibale ya mboloko, oyo ezali kolia kati na bafololo oyo babengaka lisi.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Kino tongo ekotana mpe molili ekolimwa, nakokende na ngomba ya mire mpe na ngomba moke ya ansa.
7 Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
Mwasi na ngai ya motema, mobimba na yo ezali kitoko mingi; ata elembo moko te emonani mabe kati na yo.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Longwa na Libani mpe yaka elongo na ngai, mwasi na ngai ya motema; longwa na Libani, yaka elongo na ngai. Tala wuta na basonge ya bangomba Amana, Seniri mpe Erimoni epai wapi ezali na ndako ya bankosi mpe ngomba ya bankoyi.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
Obetisi ngai motema makasi, Oh ndeko na ngai ya mwasi, mwasi na ngai ya motema; obetisi ngai motema na komona etaleli ya miso na yo, mpe na komona moko ya sheneti ya kingo na yo.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
Solo, bolingo na yo eleki elengi, ndeko na ngai ya mwasi, mwasi na ngai ya motema! Solo, bolingo na yo eleki vino na kitoko; solo ya mafuta na yo eleki malasi nyonso na kitoko.
11 Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
Bibebu na yo ezali kobimisa mafuta ya elengi, mwasi na ngai ya motema; se ya lolemo na yo etondi na mafuta ya nzoyi mpe na miliki, mpe solo ya bilamba na yo ezali lokola solo ya Libani.
12 A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Ozali elanga ekangama, ndeko na ngai ya mwasi, mwasi na ngai ya motema; ozali etima oyo ezipami mpe liziba oyo ekangami.
13 Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
Ozali kopesa pio lokola elanga ya banzete ya grenade, oyo ezali na bambuma kitoko, elongo na banzete ya solo kitoko: ene mpe nare,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
nare mpe safarani, kaneli ya solo kitoko, sinamoni, elongo na lolenge nyonso ya banzete oyo epesaka malasi ya ansa, ya aloe mpe ya mire, mpe malasi nyonso oyo eleki kitoko.
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Ozali liziba kati na elanga, etima oyo etiolaka wuta na Libani.
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Oh mopepe ya nor, lamuka; oh mopepe ya sude, yaka! Pepa kati na elanga na ngai, mpe tika ete solo kitoko na yango epanzana kino mosika! Tika ete mwasi na ngai ya motema aya kati na elanga na ye mpe alia mbuma na yango ya elengi makasi!
