Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
Iwe wokongola kuposa akazi onsewa, kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wapita kuti? Kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wakhotera njira iti kuti timufunefune pamodzi ndi iwe?
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Wachikondi wanga watsikira ku munda kwake, ku timinda ta zokometsera zakudya, akukadyetsa ziweto zake ku minda, ndiponso akuthyola maluwa okongola.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
Wokondedwa wangayo ndine wake ndipo iyeyo ndi wangawanga; amadyetsa ziweto zake pakati pa maluwa okongola.
4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
Ndiwe wokongola, bwenzi langa, ngati Tiriza, wokongola kwambiri ngati Yerusalemu, ndiwe woopsa ngati gulu lankhondo lonyamula mbendera.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
Usandipenyetsetse; pakuti maso ako amanditenga mtima. Tsitsi lako lili ngati gulu la mbuzi zikutsetsereka kuchokera ku Giliyadi.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; of which every one has twins; none is bereaved among them.
Mano ako ali ngati gulu la nkhosa zimene zikubwera kuchokera kokazisambitsa, iliyonse ili ndi ana amapasa, palibe imene ili yokha.
7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
Kukhalira kumbuyo kwa nsalu yako yophimba kumutu, masaya ako ali ngati mabandu a makangadza.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty secondary wives, and virgins without number.
Ngakhale patakhala akazi a mfumu 60, ndi azikazi 80, ndi anamwali osawerengeka;
9 My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother's only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; the queens and the secondary wives, and they praised her.
koma nkhunda yanga, wangwiro wanga ndi wosiyana ndi wina aliyense; mwana wamkazi yekhayo wa amayi ake, mwana wapamtima wa amene anamubereka. Anamwali anamuona ndipo anamutcha wodala; akazi a mfumu ndi azikazi anamutamanda.
10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
Ndani uyu akuoneka ngati mʼbandakucha, wokongola ngati mwezi, wowala ngati dzuwa, wochititsa mantha ngati gulu la ankhondo mbendera zili mʼmanja?
11 I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
Ndinatsikira ku munda wa mitengo ya alimondi kukayangʼana zomera zatsopano ku chigwa, kukaona ngati mpesa waphukira kapena ngati makangadza ali ndi maluwa.
12 Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people's chariots.
Ndisanazindikire kanthu, ndinakhala ngati ndikulota kuti ndili mʼgaleta pambali pa mfumu yanga.
13 Return, return, Shulammite. Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?
Bwerera, bwerera iwe namwali wa ku Sulami; bwerera, bwerera kuti ife tidzakupenyetsetse iwe! Mwamuna Chifukwa chiyani mukufuna kudzapenyetsetsa ine mwana wamkazi wa ku Sulami, pamene ndikuvina pakati pa magulu awiri?
