Song of Solomon 6
1 To where has your beloved gone, O beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned, And we seek him with you?
Mpenzi wako amekwenda wapi, ewe mzuri kupita wanawake wote? Mpenzi wako amegeukia njia ipi, tupate kumtafuta pamoja nawe?
2 My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Mpenzi wangu amekwenda bustanini mwake, kwenye vitalu vya vikolezo, kujilisha bustanini na kukusanya yungiyungi.
3 I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved [is] mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
Mimi ni wake mpenzi wangu, na mpenzi wangu ni wangu; yeye hujilisha katikati ya yungiyungi.
4 You [are] beautiful, my friend, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
Wewe ni mzuri, mpenzi wangu, kama Tirsa, upendezaye kama Yerusalemu, umetukuka kama jeshi lenye bendera.
5 Turn around your eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Your hair [is] as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
Uyageuze macho yako mbali nami, yananigharikisha. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi wanaoteremka kutoka Gileadi.
6 Your teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
Meno yako ni kama kundi la kondoo watokao kuogeshwa. Kila mmoja ana pacha lake, hakuna hata mmoja aliye peke yake.
7 As the work of the pomegranate [is] your temple behind your veil.
Mashavu yako nyuma ya shela yako ni kama vipande viwili vya komamanga.
8 Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
Panaweza kuwepo malkia sitini, masuria themanini na mabikira wasiohesabika;
9 One is my dove, my perfect one, She [is] one of her mother, She [is] the choice one of her that bore her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her blessed, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
lakini hua wangu, mkamilifu wangu, ni wa namna ya pekee, binti pekee kwa mama yake, kipenzi cha yeye aliyemzaa. Wanawali walimwona na kumwita aliyebarikiwa; malkia na masuria walimsifu.
10 “Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Beautiful as the moon—clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?”
Ni nani huyu atokeaye kama mapambazuko, mzuri kama mwezi, mwangavu kama jua, ametukuka kama nyota zifuatanazo?
11 To a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see to where the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed—
Niliteremka kwenye bustani ya miti ya milozi ili kutazama machipuko ya bondeni, kuona kama mizabibu imechipua au kama mikomamanga imechanua maua.
12 I did not know my soul, It made me—chariots of my people Nadib.
Kabla sijangʼamua, shauku yangu iliniweka katikati ya magari ya kifalme ya kukokotwa na farasi ya watu wangu.
13 Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look on you. What do you see in Shulammith?
Rudi, rudi, ee Mshulami; rudi, rudi ili tupate kukutazama! Mpenzi Kwa nini kumtazama Mshulami, kama kutazama ngoma ya Mahanaimu?
