Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
Enga anie ka ho tahaka ny anadahiko, izay ninono an’ ineny, ianao! Dia ho nahita anao teny ala-trano aho ka ho nanoroka anao. Eny tsy ho azon’ olona notevatevaina aho.
2 I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Dia ho entiko ka hampidiriko ho ao an-tranon’ ineny ianao, ary hampianarinao aho; Hampisotroiko divay noharoharoan-java-manitra mbamin’ ny ranon’ ampongaben-danitro ianao.
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
Aoka hanondana ahy ny tànany ankavia, ary aoka hanohona ahy ny tànany ankavanana.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Mampianiana anareo aho, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema: Aza manaitra na mamoha ny fitiavana, raha tsy efa sitrapony.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Iza moa iry vehivavy miakatra avy any an-efitra, mitehina amin’ ny malalany? Teo ambanin’ iny hazo poma no namohazako anao; Teo no niterahan-dreninao anao, eny, teo no nahararian’ ilay niteraka anao.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of Jehovah. (Sheol h7585)
Ataovy toy ny fanombohan-kase ao am-ponao aho sy toy ny fanombohan-kase eo an-tsandrinao; Fa mahery toy ny fahafatesana ny fitiavana, masiaka tahaka ny fiainan-tsi-hita ny fahasaro-piaro; Ny lelafony dia lelafo midedadeda, eny, lelafon’ i Jehovah. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters can't quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Na dia ny ony maro aza tsy mahavono ny afon’ ny fitiavana, ary ny renirano tsy mahapaoka azy; Na dia misy olona manome ny fananany rehetra ao an-tranony aza hamidy fitiavana, dia hatao tsinontsinona izy.
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Manana zandrivavy tsy mbola misy nono izahay; Ahoana no hataonay amin’ ny zandrivavinay, raha mby amin’ izay andro hangatahan’ olona azy ho vady?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Raha manda izy, dia hanangananay tilikambo volafotsy eo an-tampony; Fa raha varavarana kosa izy, dia hotampenanay hazo fisaka sedera.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Mànda aho, dia toy ny tilikambo ny nonoko. Raha eo imasony dia toy ny efa mahita soa aho.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Solomona nanan-tanim-boaloboka tao Bala-hamona; Nahofany tamin’ olona mpiandry voly ny tanim-boaloboka, ka samy tsy maintsy mitondra sekely volafotsy arivo ho solon’ ny vokatra.
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
Ny tanim-boaloboko, eny, ilay an’ ny tenako, dia eto anatrehako, Ny arivo kosa dia anao, ry Solomona, ary ny roan-jato ho an’ izay mpiandry voly.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice.
Ry mitoetra eny an-tsaha! Te-hihaino ny feonao ireo namako; Mba ampandreneso izany koa aho.
14 Come away, my beloved. Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Mandosira, ry malalako, ary aoka ianao mba ho toy ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitry ny zava-manitra.
