Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Ny tonon-kira tsara indrindra, izay nataon’ i Solomona.
2 Oh that he might kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy caresses are more pleasant than wine.
Enga anie ka hanoroka ahy amin’ ny fanorohan’ ny vavany izy! Fa tsara noho ny divay ny fitiavanao.
3 To the smell are thy fragrant oils pleasant, [like] precious oil poured forth is thy name [famous afar]: therefore do maidens love thee.
Mani-pofona ny menakao tsara, menaka manitra voaidina ny anaranao, koa izany no itiavan’ ny zatovovavy anao.
4 Oh draw me, after thee will we run: the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will recall thy caresses, more [pleasant] than wine; without deceit [all] love thee.—
Taomy aho, dia hihazakazaka hanaraka anao izahay; Nentin’ ny mpanjaka ho ao an-efi-tranony aho. Hifaly sy hiravoravo aminao izahay; Hankalazainay mihoatra noho ny divay ny fitiavanao; Fitiavana marina no itiavany anao.
5 Black am I, yet comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Mivalomainty aho, nefa tsara tarehy, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema, toy ny lain’ i Kedara, toy ny ambain-dain’ i Solomona.
6 Look not so at me, because I am somewhat black, because the sun hath looked fiercely at me: my mother's children were angry with me; they appointed me to be keeper of the vineyards; but my vineyard, which is my own, have I not kept.—
Aza mibanjina ahy, fa mivalomainty aho, satria efa azon’ ny hainandro; Tezitra tamiko ny zanak’ ineny; Notendreny ho mpiandry ny tanim-boalobony aho; Nefa ny tanim-boaloboko kosa, dia ny an’ ny tenako, tsy mba nandrasako.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest? where lettest thou thy flock rest at noon? for why should I appear like a veiled mourner by the flocks of thy companions?—
Lazao amiko, ry ilay tian’ ny fanahiko, izay iandrasanao ny ondrinao, sy izay ampandrianao azy raha antoandro; Fa nahoana no ho tahaka izay mivezivezy foana aho Eny amin’ ny andian’ ny namanao?
8 If thou knowest this not, O thou fairest of women, go but forth in the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids around the shepherds' dwellings.—
Raha tsy fantatrao, ry tsara tarehy indrindra amin’ ny vehivavy, dia mandehana hanaraka ny andian’ ny ondry aman’ osy, ary andraso eny amin’ ny lain’ ny mpiandry ondry ny zanak’ osinao.
9 Unto the horse in Pharaoh's chariot do I compare thee, my beloved.
Ry tompokovavy havako, ianao dia ampitahaiko amin’ ny soavalivaviko mitarika ny kalesin’ i Farao.
10 Comely are thy cheeks between strings [of pearls], thy neck with rows [of jewels].
Mahatsara ny tarehinao ireo voahangy voatohy; Manendrika ny vozonao ireo rado.
11 Chains of gold will we make for thee with studs of silver.—
Nefa rojo volamena misy voavola mibontsimbontsina kosa no hataonay ho anao.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its [pleasant] smell.
Raha mipetraka amin’ ny latabany ny mpanjaka, dia mamerovero tsara ny nardako.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.
Ny malalako dia miora am-pehezana madinika mandry eo an-tratrako.
14 A copher-cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of 'En-gedi.—
Ny malalako dia tahaka ny vonin’ ny kofera amiko, any an-tanimbolin’ i En-jedy.
15 Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.—
Indro, tsara tarehy ianao, ry tompokovavy havako; Indro, tsara tarehy ianao; Voromailala ny masonao.
16 Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is [made in the] green [wood].
Indro, tsara tarehy ianao, ry malalako, eny, mahafinaritra; Maitso ny fandriantsika.
17 The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress-trees.
Sedera ny sakamandimbin’ ny tranontsika, ary kypreso ny peta-drindrintsika.
