Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that thou hadst been a very brother to me, who had sucked the breasts of my own mother, —Had I found thee without, I had kissed thee, Yea, folk would not have despised me!
Dai chete wakanga uri sehanzvadzi kwandiri, akanwa pamazamu amai vangu! Ipapo kana ndaikuwana panze, ndaikutsvoda uye hapana aizondishora.
2 I would have guided thee—brought thee into the house of my mother, Thou wouldst have instructed me, —I would have let thee drink of spiced wine, of the pressed-out juice of my pomegranate.
Ndaizokutora ndouya newe kumba kwamai vangu, ivo vakandidzidzisa. Ndaikupa waini yakaiswa zvinonhuhwira kuti unwe, nomukume wemitamba yangu.
3 His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me.
Ruoko rwake rworuboshwe rwuri pasi pomusoro wangu, uye ruoko rwake rworudyi rwakandimbundikira.
4 I [HE] adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, —Why will ye wake, and why will ye arouse the dear love until she please!
Imi vanasikana veJerusarema ndinokurayirai: Musazunguza kana kumutsa rudo kusvikira irwo rwada rwoga.
5 [THEY] Who is this, coming up out of the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? [HE] Under the apple-tree, I roused thee, where thy mother, was in pain with thee, where she was in pain who gave thee birth!
Ndianiko uyo ari kuuya achibva kurenje akazendamira pamudiwa wake? Mukadzi Pasi pomuti womuapuro ndakakumutsa; ipapo mai vako vakakubereka, ipapo ivo vairwadziwa vakakubereka.
6 [SHE] Set me as a seal, upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm, For, mighty as death, is love, Exacting as hades, is jealousy, —The flames thereof, are flames of fire, The flash of Yah! (Sheol h7585)
Ndiise pamwoyo pako sechisimbiso, sechisimbiso paruoko rwako; nokuti rudo rwakasimba sorufu, godo rarwo seguva harishanduki. Runopisa serimi romoto, somurazvo mukuru kwazvo. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters, cannot quench love, nor shall, floods, overwhelm it, —If a man would give all the substance of his house, for love, they would, utterly despise, him.
Mvura zhinji haigoni kudzima rudo; nzizi hadzigoni kurukukura. Kunyange munhu akapa pfuma yose yemba yake kuti awane rudo, zvingazvidzwa chose.
8 [THEY] A sister, have we, a little one, and, breasts, hath she none, What shall we do for our sister, in the day when she may be spoken for?
Tine hanzvadzi yedu duku uye mazamu ake haasati akura. Tichaitireiko hanzvadzi yedu pazuva rokukumbirwa kwayo kuti iwanikwe?
9 If, a wall, she is, we will build upon it a battlement of silver, —but if, a door, she is, we will close it up with a plank of cedar.
Kana ari rusvingo, tichavaka shongwe dzesirivha paari. Kana ari musuo, tichamukomberedza namapuranga omusidhari.
10 [SHE] I, was a wall, and, my breasts, like towers, —Then, became I, in his eyes, one who did indeed find good content.
Ndiri rusvingo, mazamu angu akaita seshongwe. Ndizvo zvandava pamberi pake, somunhu anouyisa kugutsikana.
11 A vineyard, had Solomon, as the owner of abundance, He put out the vineyard to keepers, —Every man, was to bring in, for the fruit thereof, a thousand silverlings:
Soromoni aiva nomunda wemizambiringa muBhaari Hamoni; akapa munda wake wemizambiringa kuvanhu vairima vachimuripira. Mumwe nomumwe wavo pachibereko chawo aiuya namashekeri chiuru esirivha.
12 Mine own vineyard, is before me, —The thousand belong to thee, O Solomon, and two hundred to the keepers of the fruit thereof.
Asi munda wangu wemizambiringa ndewangu kuti ndiupe; chiuru chamashekeri esirivha ndechako, iwe Soromoni, asi mazana maviri ndeevanochengeta michero yawo.
13 [HE] O thou fair dweller in the gardens, the companions are giving heed to thy voice, Let me hear it.
Iwe unogara mumapindu unoshandirwa neshamwari, rega ndinzwe inzwi rako!
14 [SHE] Come quickly, my beloved, and resemble thou a gazelle, or a young stag, upon the mountains of balsam-trees.
Handei mudiwa wangu, uite semhara kana setsvana pamusoro pamakomo azere zvinonhuhwira.
