Song of Solomon 2
1 [SHE] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.
Mimi ni ua katika tambarare, nyinyoro katika bonde. Mwanaume akizungumza naye
2 [HE] As a lily among thorns, So, is my fair one, among the daughters!
Kama nyinyoro miongoni mwa mimba, ndivyo wewe, mpenzi wangu, miongoni mwa mabinti wengine wote. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
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.
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 hath brought me into the house of wine, and, his banner over me, is love.
Amenileta kwenye ukumbi wa maakuli, na bendera yake juu yangu ilikuwa upendo. Mwanamke akizungumza na mpenzi wake.
5 Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, —for sick with love, I am.
Ni uishe kwa keki za mizabibu na kuniuisha na mapera, kwa kuwa nimedhohofika na mapenzi. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
6 His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me!
Mkono wake wakushuto upo chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kulia wanikumbatia. Mwanamke akizungumza na wanawake wengine.
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!
Ninataka muhaidi, mabinti wa Yerusalemu, kwa swala na paa wa porini, kwamba hamtavuruga mapenzi yetu hadi yatakapo isha yenyewe. Mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe.
8 [SHE] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh, —leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
Sauti ya mpenzi wangu hiyo! O, huyu yuwaja, akiruka ruka juu milima, akiruka vilimani.
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.
Mpenzi wangu ni kama swala au mtoto mdogo wa paa; angalia, amesimama nyuma ya ukuta wetu, akishangaa kupitia dirishani, akichungulia wavuni.
10 Responded my beloved, and said to me, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away,
Mpenzi wangu alizungumza na mimi na kusema, “Amka, mpenzi wangu; mzuri wangu, twende pamoja nami.
11 For lo, the winter, is past, —the rain, is over, [and] gone;
Angalia, baridi imepita; mvua imeisha na kwenda.
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;
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, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines—all blossom, yield fragrance, —Rise up! my fair—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 [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.
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 [BOTH] Take ye for us, the foxes, the little foxes that are spoiling the vines, —and, our vines, are all blossom!
Wakamate mbweha kwa ajili yetu, mbweha wadogo wanao haribu shamba za mizabibu, kwa kuwa shamba la mizabibu limestawi.
16 [SHE] My beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among lilies!
Mpenzi wangu ni wangu, na mimi ni wake; anakula penye nyinyoro kwa raha. Mwanamke anaongea na mpenzi wake
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.
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.
