Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, which pertaineth to Solomon.
Gesami noga: idafa amo Soloumane ea dedei. Uda da amane sia: i,
2 [SHE] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! [THEY] For better are thy caresses than wine:
“Dia lafi da nonogosu amoga na dedebosa. Dia sasagesu hou da waini hano ea hedai baligisa.
3 Like the fragrance of thy precious oils, Oil poured out, is thy name, For this cause, virgins love thee.
Di da gabusiga: agoane naba. Na da dia dio nabasea, amo dawa: lala. Uda huluane da dima sasagemusa: fawane dawa: lala.
4 [SHE] Draw me! [THEY] After thee, will we run! [SHE] The king, hath brought me, into his chambers. [THEY] We will exult and rejoice in thee, we will mention thy caresses, beyond wine, Sincerely they love thee.
Na dia oule, ani hobeale masunu. Di nama ouligisu hamone, dia sesei amoga na oule masa. Ani da gilisili hahawane hamomu. Ania da waini hano nanu, sasagesu hou bagade hamobeba: le, asigi dawa: su fisimu. Dafawane! Uda huluane da dima asigiba: le, na da hame hiosa.
5 [SHE] Swarthy, I am but comely, ye daughters of Jerusalem. [THEY] Like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Dilia Yelusaleme fi uda! Na gadofo da bunumai be na da noga: iwane ba: sa. Na da hafoga: i soge abula diasu Gida sogebiga diala, amo defele bunumai gala, Be na da Soloumane hina bagade diasu giga: gisu abula defele, ida: iwane ba: sa.
6 [SHE] Do not look on me, because, I, am so swarthy, because the sun hath scorched me, —My mother’s sons, were angry with me, they set me to keep the vineyards, Mine own vineyard, have I not kept. …
Na gadofo da bunumaiba: le, dilia na mae higama. Bai na gadofo da esoga gia: le, bunumai. Lolalali da nama ougiba: le, na waini efe bugiga hawa: hamoma: ne asunasi. Na da nina: da: i ouligimu eso hame ba: i.
7 Tell me, thou loved of my soul! Where wilt thou pasture thy flock? Where wilt thou let them recline at noon? For why should I be as one that wrappeth a veil about her, by the flocks of thy companions?
Na dogolegei! Nama adoma! Di da dia sibi wa: i gisi moma: ne habidili oule masa: bela: ? Ilia da dogoa eso gia: sea, habidili helefima: bela: ? Na da laluba: le sibi ouligisu eno ilia sibi wa: i ganodini, di hogoma: bela: ?” Dunu da amane sia: i,
8 [HE] If thou know not of thyself, most beautiful among women! get thee forth in the footsteps of the flock, and pasture thy kids by the huts of the shepherds. …
“Di, uda eno ilia noga: idafa ba: su hou baligisu uda! Di da na esalebe sogebi hame dawa: bela: ? Di asili, sibi wa: i amo fa: no bobogema. Dia goudi da gisi moma: ne, gisi sogebi amo sibi ouligisu dunu ilia abula diasu gadenene hogoma.
9 To a mare of mine, in the chariots of Pharaoh, have I likened thee, my fair one!
Na dogolegei! Felou ea sa: liode hiougisu hosi gawali ilia da hosi aseme ba: sea, hanasa, amo defele, dunu da di ba: sea, hanasa.
10 Comely are thy cheeks, with bead-rows, thy neck, with strings of gems.
Dia dialuma hinabo da dia ba: dialebe, noga: i ba: sa. Amola dia dialuma hinabo da dia mugi da: iya dugisi da nina: hamosu igi agoai ba: sa.
11 [THEY] Rows of golden ornaments, will we make thee, with studs of silver.
Be ninia da dia gisa: gima: ne, gouli sia: ine amoga silifa nina: hamoi liligi gala, amo hamomu.” Uda da amane sia: i,
12 [SHE] By the time the king is in his circle, my nard, will have given out its fragrance:
“Na hina bagade da ea fafai da: iya dialu. Na da gabusiga: manoma legeiba: le, hisi da gabusiga: amoga nabai ba: i.
13 A bag of myrrh, is my beloved to me, between my breasts, shall it tarry the night!
Na sasagesu dunu da ‘me’ gabusiga: galebe agoane naba. E da na dodo da: iya diala.
14 A cluster of henna, is my beloved to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Na sasagesu dunu da soge ale ifa mosoi amo da Enegidai moilai waini efe sagai ganodini falegasa, agoane ba: sa.” Dunu da amane sia: i,
15 [HE] Lo! thou art beautiful my fair one, lo! thou art beautiful, Thine eyes, [are] doves!
“Na dogolegei! Di da noga: idafa ba: sa! Di da nama sasagele ba: beba: le, dia si da nenemei ba: sa.” Uda da amane sia: i,
16 [SHE] Lo! thou art beautiful, my beloved, Yea delightful! [BOTH] Yea! our couch, is covered with leaves:
“Na dogolegei! Di amola da noga: idafa ba: sa! Di da nama hahawane hamosa! Golofoia: i gisi da ania golasu hamomu.
17 The beams of our house, are cedars, Our fretted ceiling, is cypress-trees.
‘Dolo’ ifa da ania diasu sa di agoai ba: mu. Amola ‘saibalase’ ifa da ania diasu figisu ganodini fei liligi agoai ba: mu.
