Song of Solomon 5
1 I AM come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
Napanak iti hardinko, kabsatko a babai, o nobiak; Inummongko ti mirak agraman iti rekadok. Kinnankon ti balay ti dirok agraman ti dirok; Ininomkon ti arakko ken ti gatasko. Manganka gayyem. Manganka gayyem; uminomka a siwayawaya, ay-ayatek. Kasarsarita ti babai ti bagina
2 I was asleep, but my heart waked: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.
Nakaturogak ngem nakariing ti pusok iti maysa a tagtagainep. Adda ti timek ti ay-ayatek nga agtuktuktok a kunkunana, “Ilukatannak, kabsatko a babai, ay-ayatek, o kalapatik, o awan pagkuranganna nga ay-ayatek, ta nabasa ti ulok gapu iti linnaaw, nabasa ti buokko gapu iti lammiis ti rabii.”
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
“Inussobko ti kagayko; masapul kadi nga isuotko manen? Binuggoakon dagiti sakak; masapul kadi a rugitak manen dagitoy?”
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my heart was moved for him.
Iniggaman ti ay-ayatek iti paglukatan ti ridaw, ket nariing ti pusok kenkuana.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.
Bimmangonak tapno lukatak ti ridaw para iti ay-ayatek; agtedtedted ti mira kadagiti imak, nabasa dagiti ramayko kadagiti alingasaw ti mira, iti pagiggaman ti ridaw.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
Inlukatko ti ridaw para iti ay-ayatek, ngem timmalikod ti ay-ayatek ket nakapanawen. Nalmes ti pusok; naawananak iti namnama. Binirokko isuna ngem saanko isuna a masarakan; inayabak isuna, ngem saannak a sinungbatan.
7 The watchmen that go about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
Nakitadak dagiti lallaki nga agwanwanawan iti siudad; dinanog ken sinugatdak; dagiti agbanbantay iti ngatoen dagiti pader ket innalada ti kagayko. Kasarsarita ti balasang dagiti babbai iti siudad
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
Kayatko nga agkarikayo, annak a babbai ti Jerusalem, a no masarakanyo ti ay-ayatek, ibagayo kenkuana nga agsakitak gapu iti ayatko kenkuana. Kasarsarita dagiti babbai ti siudad ti balasang
9 What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so adjure us?
Kasano a nasaysayaat ti ay-ayatem ngem iti sabali pay a lalaki nga ayaten, sika a kapipintasan kadagiti babbai? Apay a nasaysayaat ti ay-ayatem ngem iti sabali pay a lalaki nga ayaten, a kiddawem kadakami nga agkarikami a kas iti daytoy? Kasarsarita ti balasang dagiti babbalasang iti siudad
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
Ti ay-ayatek ket napudaw ken lumabbaga, kangrunaan kadagiti sangapulo a ribu.
11 His head is [as] the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven.
Kasudian a balitok ti ulona; kulot ken nangisit a kasla uwak ti buokna.
12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks; washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
Dagiti matana ket kasla kadagiti kalapati iti igid dagiti waig, nadigos iti gatas, naiyurnos a kasla kadagiti alahas.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as banks of sweet herbs: his lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
Dagiti pingpingna ket kasla pagmulaan dagiti rekado, nga agpatpataud iti nabanglo nga ayamuom. Dagiti bibigna ket kasla kadagiti lirio, nga agar-aruyot iti mira.
14 His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: his body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires.
Nagsippukel dagiti takkiagna nga addaan iti balitok a naarkusan kadagiti napapateg a bato; ti tianna ket kasla marfil a nakalupkopan kadagiti safiro.
15 His legs are [as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Dagiti luppona ket kasla kadagiti adigi a marmol, a naisaad kadagiti batay a puro a balitok; ti langana ket kasla iti Libano, a napili a kas kadagiti sedro.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Ti ngiwatna ti kasasam-itan; naimnas isuna. Daytoy ti ay-ayatek, ken ti gayyemko, annak a babbai dagiti tattao ti Jerusalem.
