Song of Solomon 8
1 Who makes you as a brother to me, Suckling the breasts of my mother? I find you outside, I kiss you, Indeed, they do not despise me,
Da a ce kai ɗan’uwa ne gare ni, wanda nonon mahaifiyata sun shayar! Da in na same ka a waje, na sumbace ka, babu wanda zai rena ni.
2 I lead you, I bring you into my mother’s house, She teaches me, I cause you to drink of the spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
Da sai in bi da kai in kawo ka gidan mahaifiyata, ita da ta koyar da ni. Da na ba ka ruwan inabi gaurayayye da kayan yaji ka sha, zaƙin rumman nawa.
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
Hannunsa na hagu yana a ƙarƙashin kaina, hannunsa na dama kuma ya rungume ni.
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How you stir up, And how you wake the love until she pleases!
’Yan matan Urushalima, ku yi mini alkawari. Ba za ku tā da ko ku farka ƙauna ba sai haka ya zama lalle.
5 Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hastening herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have awoken you, There your mother pledged you, There she [who] bore you gave a pledge.
Wace ce wannan da take haurawa daga hamada tana dogara a kan ƙaunataccenta? Ƙaunatacciya A ƙarƙashin itacen gawasa na farkar da ke, a wurin da aka haife ki, wurin da mahaifiyarki ta haife ki.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of YAH! (Sheol h7585)
Ka sa ni kamar hatimi a zuciyarka, kamar hatimi a hannunka; gama ƙauna tana da ƙarfi kamar mutuwa, kishinta yana kamar muguntar kabari, yana ƙuna kamar wuta mai ci, kamar gagarumar wuta. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one gives all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down—they tread on it.
Ruwa da yawa ba zai iya kashe ƙauna ba, koguna ba za su iya kwashe ta ba. In wani zai bayar da dukan dukiyar gidansa don ƙauna, za a yi masa dariya ne kawai.
8 We have a little sister, and she does not have breasts, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
Muna da ƙanuwa, nonanta ba su riga sun yi girma ba. Me za mu yi da ƙanuwarmu a ranar da za a yi maganar sonta?
9 If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
Da a ce ita katanga ce, da sai mu gina hasumiyar azurfa a kanta. Da a ce ita ƙofa ce, da sai mun yi mata ƙyauren itacen al’ul.
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
Ni katanga ce kuma nonaina sun yi kamar hasumiya. Ta haka na zama idanunsa kamar wanda yake kawo gamsuwa.
11 Solomon has a vineyard in Ba‘al-Hamon, He has given the vineyard to keepers, Each brings for its fruit one thousand pieces of silver;
Solomon ya kasance da gonar inabi a Ba’al-Hamon; ya ba da hayar gonar inabi ga’yan haya. Kowanne zai biya shekel dubu na azurfa don’ya’yan inabin.
12 My vineyard—my own—is before me, The one thousand [is] for you, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
Amma gonar inabina nawa ne da zan bayar; shekel dubu naka ne, ya Solomon, kuma ɗari biyu na waɗanda suke lura da’ya’yan itatuwansa ne.
13 The companions are attending to your voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
Ke da kike zaune a cikin lambu da ƙawaye suna lura da ke, bari in ji muryarki!
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
Ka zo, ƙaunataccena, ka zama kamar barewa ko kuwa kamar’yar batsiya a kan dutsen da kayan yaji suke a shimfiɗe.
