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!
Ìwọ ìbá rí bí arákùnrin mi si mi, èyí tí ó mú ọmú ìyá mi dàgbà! Èmi ìbá rí ọ ní òde, èmi ìbá fi ẹnu kò ọ́ ní ẹnu, wọn kì bá fi mí ṣe ẹlẹ́yà.
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.
Èmi ìbá fi ọ̀nà hàn ọ́ èmi ìbá mú ọ wá sínú ilé ìyá mi, ìwọ ìbá kọ́ mi. Èmi ìbá fi ọtí wáìnì olóòórùn dídùn fún ọ mu, àti oje èso pomegiranate mi.
3 His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me.
Ọwọ́ òsì rẹ ìbá wà ní abẹ́ orí mi, ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ ìbá sì gbà mí mọ́ra.
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!
Ọmọbìnrin Jerusalẹmu, èmi pè yín ní ìjà. Ẹ má ṣe rú olùfẹ́ mi sókè. Ẹ má ṣe jí i títí tí yóò fi wù ú.
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!
Ta ni ẹni tí ń gòkè bọ̀ wá láti aginjù, tí ó fi ara ti olùfẹ́ rẹ̀. Olólùfẹ́ Ní abẹ́ igi ápù ni mo ti jí ọ dìde; níbẹ̀ ni ìyá rẹ ti lóyún rẹ níbẹ̀ ni ẹni tí ń rọbí bí ọ sí.
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)
Gbé mi sí àyà rẹ bí èdìdì bí èdìdì lé apá rẹ; nítorí ìfẹ́ lágbára bí ikú, ìjowú sì le bí isà òkú jíjò rẹ̀ rí bí jíjò iná, gẹ́gẹ́ bí ọ̀wọ́-iná Olúwa. (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.
Omi púpọ̀ kò le paná ìfẹ́; bẹ́ẹ̀ ni gbígbá omi kò le gbá a lọ. Bí ènìyàn bá fún ìfẹ́, ní gbogbo ọrọ̀ ilé rẹ̀, a ó kẹ́gàn rẹ̀ pátápátá.
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?
Àwa ní arábìnrin kékeré kan, òun kò sì ní ọmú, kí ni àwa yóò fún arábìnrin wa, ní ọjọ́ tí a ó bá fẹ́ ẹ?
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.
Bí òun bá jẹ́ ògiri, àwa yóò kọ́ ilé odi fàdákà lé e lórí. Bí òun bá jẹ́ ìlẹ̀kùn, àwa yóò fi pákó kedari dí i.
10 [SHE] I, was a wall, and, my breasts, like towers, —Then, became I, in his eyes, one who did indeed find good content.
Èmi jẹ́ ògiri, ọmú mi sì rí bí ilé ìṣọ́ bẹ́ẹ̀ ni mo ṣe rí ní ojú rẹ̀ bí ẹni tí ń mú àlàáfíà wá.
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:
Solomoni ní ọgbà àjàrà kan ní Baali-Hamoni ó gbé ọgbà àjàrà rẹ̀ fún àwọn alágbàtọ́jú olúkúlùkù ni ó ń mú èso rẹ̀ wá ẹgbẹ̀rún fàdákà.
12 Mine own vineyard, is before me, —The thousand belong to thee, O Solomon, and two hundred to the keepers of the fruit thereof.
Ṣùgbọ́n ọgbà àjàrà mi jẹ́ tèmi, ó wà fún mi; ẹgbẹ̀rún ṣékélì jẹ́ tìrẹ, ìwọ Solomoni, igba sì jẹ́ ti àwọn alágbàtọ́jú èso.
13 [HE] O thou fair dweller in the gardens, the companions are giving heed to thy voice, Let me hear it.
Ìwọ tí ń gbé inú ọgbà, àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ rẹ dẹtí sí ohùn rẹ, jẹ́ kí èmi náà gbọ́ ohùn rẹ!
14 [SHE] Come quickly, my beloved, and resemble thou a gazelle, or a young stag, upon the mountains of balsam-trees.
Yára wá, Olùfẹ́ mi, kí ìwọ kí ó sì rí bí abo egbin, tàbí gẹ́gẹ́ bí ọmọ àgbọ̀nrín, lórí òkè òórùn dídùn.
