Song of Solomon 2
1 I am a crocus of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
Mimi ni ua katika tambarare, nyinyoro katika bonde. Mwanaume akizungumza naye
2 As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Kama nyinyoro miongoni mwa mimba, ndivyo wewe, mpenzi wangu, miongoni mwa mabinti wengine wote. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Kama mti wa mpera ulivyo miongoni mwa miti ya misituni, ndivyo mpenzi wangu alivyo miongoni mwa wanaume. Nina kaa chini ya kivuli chake kwa furaha sana, na tunda lake ni tamu kwa ladha yangu.
4 He brought me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me was love.
Amenileta kwenye ukumbi wa maakuli, na bendera yake juu yangu ilikuwa upendo. Mwanamke akizungumza na mpenzi wake.
5 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
Ni uishe kwa keki za mizabibu na kuniuisha na mapera, kwa kuwa nimedhohofika na mapenzi. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
6 His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
Mkono wake wakushuto upo chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kulia wanikumbatia. Mwanamke akizungumza na wanawake wengine.
7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, or by the does of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Ninataka muhaidi, mabinti wa Yerusalemu, kwa swala na paa wa porini, kwamba hamtavuruga mapenzi yetu hadi yatakapo isha yenyewe. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe.
8 The voice of my beloved. Look, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Sauti ya mpenzi wangu hiyo! O, huyu yuwaja, akiruka ruka juu milima, akiruka vilimani.
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young deer. Look, he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.
Mpenzi wangu ni kama swala au mtoto mdogo wa paa; angalia, amesimama nyuma ya ukuta wetu, akishangaa kupitia dirishani, akichungulia wavuni.
10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
Mpenzi wangu alizungumza na mimi na kusema, “Amka, mpenzi wangu; mzuri wangu, twende pamoja nami.
11 For, look, the winter is past. The rain is over and gone.
Angalia, baridi imepita; mvua imeisha na kwenda.
12 The flowers appear on the earth. The time of the singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
Maua yametokeza juu ya nchi; wakati wa kupunguza matawi na kuimba kwa ndege umekuja, na sauti za hua zimesikika nchini kwetu.
13 The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away."
Mti wa tini umepevusha tini zake za kijani, na mizabibu imestawi; yatoa marashi yake. Inuka, mpenzi wangu, mzuri wangu, na uje nami.
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
Hua wangu, katika miamba ya mawe, katika miamba ya siri ya mipasuko ya milima, acha nione uso wako. Acha nisikie sauti yako, kwa kuwa sauti ni tamu, na uso wako ni mzuri.” Mwanamke akiongea mwenyewe
15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.
Wakamate mbweha kwa ajili yetu, mbweha wadogo wanao haribu shamba za mizabibu, kwa kuwa shamba la mizabibu limestawi.
16 My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
Mpenzi wangu ni wangu, na mimi ni wake; anakula penye nyinyoro kwa raha. Mwanamke anaongea na mpenzi wake
17 Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.
Enenda zako, mpenzi wangu, kabla pepo za jioni hazija vuma na vivuli kutoweka. Nenda zako; kuwa kama ayala au mtoto mdogo wa paa katika milima mawe mengi.
