Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, that [is] of Solomon.
Weedduu Weeddotaa Solomoon.
2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] your loves than wine.
Inni dhungoo afaan isaatiin na haa dhungatu; jaalalli kee daadhii wayinii caalaatii.
3 For fragrance [are] your good perfumes. Perfume emptied out—your name, Therefore have virgins loved you!
Urgaan shittoo keetii namatti tola; maqaan kee akkuma shittoo dhangalaafamee ti. Kanaafuu dubarran si jaallatu!
4 Draw me: we run after you, The king has brought me into his inner chambers, We delight and rejoice in you, We mention your loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved you!
Na fudhadhuu deemi; si duukaa fiignaa! Mootichi diinqa isaatti ol na galfate. Michoota Nu sitti gammannee ililchina; jaalala kees daadhii wayinii caalaa jajanna. Ishee Si jaallachuun isaanii akkam sirrii dha!
5 I [am] dark and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, as tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
Intallan Yerusaalem, ani akkuma dunkaana Qeedaar, akkuma golgaa dunkaana Solomoonis gurraattii dha; garuu bareedduu dha.
6 Do not fear me, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun has scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard—my own—I have not kept.
Sababii ani gurraattii taʼeef, ija babaaftee na hin ilaalin; aduutu na gurraachesseetii. Ilmaan haadha koo natti aaranii akka ani iddoo dhaabaa wayinii eegu na taasisan; ani garuu iddoo dhaabaa wayinii koo hin eegganne.
7 Declare to me, you whom my soul has loved, Where you delight, Where you lie down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of your companions?
Yaa isa ani si jaalladhu, iddoo bushaayee kee tikfattuu fi iddoo itti guyyaa saafaa hoolota kee boqochiifattu natti himi. Ani maaliifan akka dubartii fuula ishee haguugattee bushaayee michoota keetii bira asii fi achi joortu tokkoo taʼa?
8 If you do not know, O beautiful among women, Go forth by the traces of the flock, And feed your kids by the shepherds’ dwellings!
Yaa dubartii dubartoota hunda caalaa bareeddu, ati yoo beekuu baatte hoolota duukaa buʼi; ilmoolee reʼoota keetiis dunkaana tiksootaa bira tikfadhu.
9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared you, my friend,
Yaa jaalallee ko, ani akka farda dhalaa fardeen gaarii Faraʼoon harkisan keessaa tokkootti sin ilaala.
10 Your cheeks have been lovely with garlands, your neck with chains.
Maddiin kee amartii gurraatiin, mormii kees dirata warqeetiin miidhagfameera.
11 We make garlands of gold for you, with studs of silver!
Nu warqee gurraa meetiidhaan wal make siif tolchina.
12 While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard has given its fragrance.
Utuma mootichi maaddiitti dhiʼaatee jiruu shittoon koo urgaa isaa kenne.
13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodges.
Michuun koo anaaf korojoo qumbii ti; inni guntuta koo gidduu boqota.
14 A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
Michuun koo anaaf hurbuu daraaraa heennaa kan iddoo dhaabaa wayinii Een Gaadiitii dhufee dha.
15 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, Behold, you [are] beautiful, your eyes [are] doves!
Yaa jaalallee ko, ati akkam bareedda! Dinqii akkam bareedda! Iji kee gugee fakkaata.
16 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love, indeed, pleasant, Indeed, our bed [is] green,
Yaa michuu ko, ati akkam miidhagda! Dinqii akkam namatti tolta! Margi lalisaan siree keenya.
17 The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
Dareersumaan mana keenyaa birbirsa; dagaleen isaa immoo gaattiraa dha.
