Song of Solomon 2
1 [SHE] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.
Izaho dia voninkazo eny an-tanety ihany sy lilia eny an-dohasaha.
2 [HE] As a lily among thorns, So, is my fair one, among the daughters!
Toy ny lilia eo amin’ ny tsilo, dia toy izany tompokovavy havako eo amin’ ny zazavavy.
3 [SHE] As an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.
Toy ny hazo poma amin’ ny hazo any an’ ala, dia toy izany ny malalako eo amin’ ny zatovo. Mahafinaritra ahy indrindra ny mipetraka eo ambanin’ ny alokalony, sady mamy ao am-bavako ny voany.
4 He hath brought me into the house of wine, and, his banner over me, is love.
Nentiny ho ao an-tranon-divay aho, ary ny fanevany eo amboniko dia fitiavana.
5 Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, —for sick with love, I am.
Hatanjaho amin’ ampempam-boaloboka aho, ary velombelomy amin’ ny poma aho, fa mararim-pitia.
6 His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me!
Aoka ny tànany ankavia hanondana ahy, ary aoka ny tànany ankavanana hanohona ahy.
7 [HE] I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, —That ye wake not, nor arouse, the dear love until she please!
Mampianiana anareo amin’ ny gazela na amin’ ny dieravavy any an-tsaha aho, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema: Aza manaitra na mamoha ny fitiavana raha tsy efa sitrapony.
8 [SHE] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh, —leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
Injay, ny feon’ ilay malalako! Indro, tamy izy ka miantsambotsambotra eny an-tendrombohitra ary mitsambitimbikina eny amin’ ny havoana.
9 Resembleth, my beloved, a gazelle, or a young stag, —Lo! here he is, standing behind our wall, looking in at the windows, peeping in at the lattice.
Ny malalako dia tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora; Indro, mijanona eo ala-tranonay izy, mitsidika eo am-baravarankely, manarangarana eo amin’ ny makarakara.
10 Responded my beloved, and said to me, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away,
Niteny ny malalako ka nanao tamiko hoe: Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary!
11 For lo, the winter, is past, —the rain, is over, [and] gone;
Fa, indro, lasa ny ririnina, ritra tsy misy intsony ny ranonorana;
12 The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring-song, hath come, —and, the voice of the turtle, is heard in our land;
Miposaka eo amin’ ny tany ny voninkazo; Tonga ny taona fanaovam-peo fifaliana, ary re atỳ amin’ ny tanintsika ny feon’ ny domohina.
13 The fig-tree, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines—all blossom, yield fragrance, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away!
Ny aviavy mahamanitra ny voany tanora, mamony ny voaloboka ka mamerovero tsara. Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary!
14 [HE] O my dove! In the retreats of the crag, in the hiding-place of the terrace, Let me see thy form, Let me hear thy voice, —For, thy voice, is sweet, and, thy form, comely.
E, ry voromailalako ao amin’ ny tsefatsefaky ny harambato, dia ao amin’ ny fialokalofana amin’ ny fiakarana mideza, aoka hahita ny endrikao sy handre ny feonao aho; Fa mamy ny feonao, sady mahafinaritra ny endrikao.
15 [BOTH] Take ye for us, the foxes, the little foxes that are spoiling the vines, —and, our vines, are all blossom!
Sambory ny amboahaolo, dia ireo amboahaolo madinika izay manimba ny tanim-boaloboka; Fa efa mamony izao ny voalobotsika.
16 [SHE] My beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among lilies!
Ahy ny malalako, ary azy aho, dia ilay miandry ny ondriny eny amin’ ny lilia.
17 Until the day, breathe, and the shadows, be lengthened, Again, liken thyself, my beloved, to a gazelle, or to a young stag, upon the cleft mountains.
Mandra-pangatsiatsiaky ny andro, ka efa hilentika ny masoandro, mitodiha, ry ilay malalako, ary aoka ho tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitra be hantsana ianao.
