Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of mount Gilead.
Endrey, tsara tarehy ianao, ry tompokovavy havako! Endrey, tsara tarehy ianao! Ny masonao dia voromailala eo amin’ ny fisalobonanao; Ny volonao dia tahaka ny osy andiany, izay mandriandry eny an-kilan’ ny tendrombohitr’ i Gileada.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock [of ewes] that are [newly] shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.
Ny nifinao dia tahaka ny ondrivavy andiany efa voahety, izay miakatra avy eo amin’ ny fampandroana; Samy kambana avy ireo, fa tsy misy tsy mana-namana.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
Tahaka ny kofehy jaky ny molotrao, ary mahafinaritra ny vavanao; Tahaka ny hasin’ ampongabendanitra ny takolakao eo amin’ ny fisalobonanao,
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.
Ny vozonao dia tahaka ny tilikambon’ i Davida, natao ho trano fihantonam-piadiana; Ampinga arivo no voahantona eo, dia ny ampinga rehetra an’ ny lehilahy mahery.
5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
Ny nononao roa dia toy ny diera kambana mbola tanora, izay homana eny amin’ ny lilia.
6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Mandra-pangatsiatsiaky ny andro, ka efa hilentika ny masoandro, dia handeha aho ho any amin’ ny tendrombohitry ny miora sy ny havoan’ ny ditin-kazo mani-pofona.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.
Tsara avokoa izato bikanao izato, ry tompokovavy havako; Tsy misy kilema ianao.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] bride, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Hiaraka amiko avy any Libanona ianao, ry ampakariko, eny, hiaraka amiko avy any Libanona, hitazana eny an-tampon’ i Amana, eny an-tampon’ i Senira sy Hermona, eny an-davaky ny liona, eny an-tendrombohitry ny leoparda.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
Efa lasanao ny foko, ry havako ampakariko, efa lasanao ny foko tamin’ ny masonao an-ila sy tamin’ ny rojo anankiray amin’ ny vozonao.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
Akory ny hatsaran’ ny fitiavanao, ry havako ampakariko! Akory ny hatsaran’ ny fitiavanao! eny, tsara noho ny divay! Ary ny fofon’ ny menaka manitrao dia mihoatra noho ny zava-manitra rehetra!
11 Thy lips, [O my] bride, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
Mitete tantely toy ny avy amin’ ny tohotra ny molotrao, ry ampakariko; Tantely sy ronono no ao ambanin’ ny lelanao, ary ny fofon’ ny fitafianao dia tahaka ny fofon’ i Libanona.
12 A garden shut up is my sister, [my] bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Saha voahidy ny havako ampakariko, loharano voahidy, fantsakan-drano voaisy tombo-kase.
13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
Hianao no saha anirian’ ny ampongabendanitra tsara voa, sady misy kofera sy narda,
14 Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
Eny, narda sy safrona, veromanitra sy havozomanitra sy ny hazo misy ny ditin-kazo mani-pofona rehetra. Miora sy hazo manitra Mbamin’ ny zava-manitra tsara rehetra;
15 [Thou art] a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
Loharano ao an-tanimboly ianao, loharano miboiboika, ary renirano kely avy any Libanona.
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.
Mifohaza, ry rivotra avy any avaratra; avia, ry avy any atsimo, Mitsofa eny an-tsahako hielezan’ ny fofony manitra. Aoka ny malalako hankatỳ an-tanimboliny ka hihinana ny voankazony tsara.
