Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Indeed, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!
Nimekuja katika bustani yangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; Nimekusanya udi wangu na manukato yangu. Nimekula mziga wangu wa asali na asali yangu; Nimekunywa mvinyo wangu pamoja na maziwa yangu. Marafiki wanazungumza na wapenzi Kuleni, marafiki; kunyweni na mlewe na mapenzi. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
2 I am sleeping, but my heart wakes: The sound of my beloved knocking! “Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled [with] dew, My locks [with] drops of the night.”
Nilikuwa nimelala, lakini moyo wangu ulikuwa umeamka katika ndoto. Sauti ya mpenzi wangu yabisha na kusema, “Nifungulie, dada yangu, mpenzi wangu, hua wangu, wangu usiye na doa, kwa kuwa kichwa changu kimelowa na matone, nywele zangu na unyevu wa usiku.”
3 I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
“Nimevua joho langu; lazima nilivae tena? Nimeosha miguu yangu; lazima ni ichafue?”
4 My beloved sent his hand from the network, And my bowels were moved for him.
Mpenzi wangu anaeka mkono wake kwenye kitasa, na moyo wangu ukawaka kwa ajili yake.
5 I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dripped myrrh, Indeed, my fingers were flowing [with] myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
Nimeamka kumfungulia mlango mpenzi wangu; mikono yangu ikawa yamiminika na udi, vidole vyangu na unyevu wa udi, katika komeo la mlango.
6 I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew—he passed on, My soul went forth when he spoke, I sought him, and did not find him. I called him, and he did not answer me.
Nimemfungulia mlango mpenzi wangu, lakini mpenzi wangu aligeuka na kwenda. Moyo wangu ukadidimia; nikakosa tumaini. Nikamtafuta, lakini sikumpata; nikamuita, lakini hakunijibu.
7 The watchmen who go around the city, Found me, struck me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.
Walinzi waliokuwa wakizunguka mjini walinipata mimi; walinipiga chini na kunijeruhi; askari katika ukuta walichukua nguo yangu ya juu. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na wanawake wa mji
8 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved—What do you tell him? That I [am] sick with love!
Ninataka uhaidi, mabinti wa Yerusalemu, kwamba mkimuona mpenzi wangu, mwambie ninaumwa sababu ya upendo wangu kwake. Wanawake wa mji wakizungumza na mwanamke mdogo
9 What [is] your beloved above [any] beloved, O beautiful among women? What [is] your beloved above [any] beloved, That thus you have adjured us?
Mpenzi wako ana ubora gani kuliko mwanaume mwengine, wewe uliye mzuri miongoni mwa wanawake? Kwanini mpenzi wako bora kuliko mpenzi mwengine, hadi utuulize tuweke nadhiri kama hii? Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na wanawake wa mji
10 My beloved [is] clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!
Mpenzi wangu amenawiri na ana ng'aa, kati ya wanaume elfu kumi.
11 His head [is] pure gold—fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,
Kichwa chake ni dhahabu safi; nywele zake ni laini na nyeusi kama kunguru.
12 His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fullness.
Macho yake ni kama ya hua pembezoni ya vijito vya maji, yameoshwa na maziwa, yameundwa kama mikufu.
13 His cheeks [are] as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips—lilies, dripping [and] flowing [with] myrrh,
Mashavu yake ni kama vitanda vya manukato, vinavyotoa arufu ya marashi. Midomo yake nni nyinyoro, inayo tiririka udi.
14 His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,
Mikono yake ni ya mianzi ya dhahabu iliyo zungushiwa mikufu; tumbo lake ni pembe lililo funikwa yakuti samawi.
15 His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
Miguu yake ni nguzo za marimari, iliyo ekwa juu ya dhahabu safi; muonekano wake ni kama Lebanoni, mizuri kama mierezi.
16 His mouth is sweetness—and all of him desirable, This [is] my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
Mdomo wake ni mtamu; ni mzuri sana. Huyu ni mpenzi wangu, na huyu ni rafiki yangu, mabinti wa Yerusalemu.
