Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy friend gone, O fairest of women? whither hath thy friend turned himself? that we may seek him with thee?—
Oh mwasi oyo aleki basi nyonso na kitoko, mobali na yo akei wapi? Akoti nzela nini mpo ete tosunga yo mpo na koluka ye?
2 My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Mobali na ngai akei na elanga na ye, na mikala ya banzete ya solo kitoko mpo na koleisa bibwele na ye mpe kobuka fololo oyo babengaka lisi.
3 I am my friend's, and my friend is mine: he that feedeth among the lilies.—
Nazali mpo na mobali na ngai, mpe mobali na ngai azali mpo ngai. Azali koleisa bibwele na ye na bilanga ya bafololo oyo babengaka lisi.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my beloved, like Thirzah, comely like Jerusalem, terrible as armies encamped round their banners.
Oh mwasi na ngai ya motema, ozali kitoko lokola engumba ya Tiritsa; elongi na yo ezali kitoko lokola engumba Yelusalemi; obangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango.
5 Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have excited me: thy hair is like a flock of goats that come quietly down from mount Gil'ad.
Tika kotala ngai, pamba te miso na yo ezali kokweyisa ngai mayanga. Suki na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bantaba ya basi oyo ewutaka na Galadi.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes which are come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and there is not one among them that is deprived of her young.
Minu na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bameme oyo bawuti kosukola. Meme moko na moko ezali na lipasa na yango, moko te ezangi mwana.
7 Like the half of the pomegranate is the upper part of thy cheek behind thy vail.
Matama na yo, na se ya vwale, ezali lokola liboke ya bambuma ya grenade.
8 Sixty are the queens, and eighty the concubines, and the young women without number;
Mokonzi akoki kozala na basi tuku motoba, bamakangu tuku mwambe mpe bilenge basi ebele penza.
9 But one alone is my dove, my guiltless one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the chosen of her that bore her: maidens see her, and call her happy; yea, queens and concubines, and praise her.
Kasi ebenga na ngai, mwasi na ngai oyo akoka na nyonso, azali kaka ye moko; azali kaka ye moko mwana mwasi ya mama na ye, oyo aleki kitoko na libumu ya mama oyo abota ye. Tango bilenge basi bamonaka ye, balulaka ye mpe batatolaka ete azali mwasi na esengo. Basi ya bakonzi mpe bamakangu bakumisaka ye soki bamoni ye.
10 Who is this that shineth forth like the morning-dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as armies encamped round their banners?
Nani oyo azali komonana lokola moyi ya tongo, kitoko lokola sanza, azali kongenga lokola moyi, abangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango?
11 Into the nut-garden was I gone down, to look about among the plants of the valley, to see whether the vine had blossomed, whether the pomegranates had budded.
Nakendeki na elanga ya bakokoti mpo na koluka milona kati na lubwaku, mpo na kotala soki banzete ya vino ebandi kobimisa mito to banzete ya grenade ebandi kobimisa bafololo.
12 I knew not [how it was], my soul made me [like] the chariots of my noble people.
Nasosolaki te ndenge nini molimo na ngai ememaki ngai kino na bashar ya mokonzi ya bato na ngai.
13 Return, return, O Shulammith; return, return, that we may look upon thee. “What will ye see in the Shulammith?” As though it were the dance of a double company.
Zonga, zonga, oh mwasi ya Sulami! Zonga, zonga mpo ete tokoka kotala yo malamu! Mpo na nini bolingi kotala malamu mwasi ya Sulami ndenge batalaka mabina ya mindule ya masanga mibale?
