Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, which pertaineth to Solomon.
Ny tonon-kira tsara indrindra, izay nataon’ i Solomona.
2 [SHE] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! [THEY] For better are thy caresses than wine:
Enga anie ka hanoroka ahy amin’ ny fanorohan’ ny vavany izy! Fa tsara noho ny divay ny fitiavanao.
3 Like the fragrance of thy precious oils, Oil poured out, is thy name, For this cause, virgins love thee.
Mani-pofona ny menakao tsara, menaka manitra voaidina ny anaranao, koa izany no itiavan’ ny zatovovavy anao.
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.
Taomy aho, dia hihazakazaka hanaraka anao izahay; Nentin’ ny mpanjaka ho ao an-efi-tranony aho. Hifaly sy hiravoravo aminao izahay; Hankalazainay mihoatra noho ny divay ny fitiavanao; Fitiavana marina no itiavany anao.
5 [SHE] Swarthy, I am but comely, ye daughters of Jerusalem. [THEY] Like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Mivalomainty aho, nefa tsara tarehy, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema, toy ny lain’ i Kedara, toy ny ambain-dain’ i Solomona.
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. …
Aza mibanjina ahy, fa mivalomainty aho, satria efa azon’ ny hainandro; Tezitra tamiko ny zanak’ ineny; Notendreny ho mpiandry ny tanim-boalobony aho; Nefa ny tanim-boaloboko kosa, dia ny an’ ny tenako, tsy mba nandrasako.
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?
Lazao amiko, ry ilay tian’ ny fanahiko, izay iandrasanao ny ondrinao, sy izay ampandrianao azy raha antoandro; Fa nahoana no ho tahaka izay mivezivezy foana aho Eny amin’ ny andian’ ny namanao?
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. …
Raha tsy fantatrao, ry tsara tarehy indrindra amin’ ny vehivavy, dia mandehana hanaraka ny andian’ ny ondry aman’ osy, ary andraso eny amin’ ny lain’ ny mpiandry ondry ny zanak’ osinao.
9 To a mare of mine, in the chariots of Pharaoh, have I likened thee, my fair one!
Ry tompokovavy havako, ianao dia ampitahaiko amin’ ny soavalivaviko mitarika ny kalesin’ i Farao.
10 Comely are thy cheeks, with bead-rows, thy neck, with strings of gems.
Mahatsara ny tarehinao ireo voahangy voatohy; Manendrika ny vozonao ireo rado.
11 [THEY] Rows of golden ornaments, will we make thee, with studs of silver.
Nefa rojo volamena misy voavola mibontsimbontsina kosa no hataonay ho anao.
12 [SHE] By the time the king is in his circle, my nard, will have given out its fragrance:
Raha mipetraka amin’ ny latabany ny mpanjaka, dia mamerovero tsara ny nardako.
13 A bag of myrrh, is my beloved to me, between my breasts, shall it tarry the night!
Ny malalako dia miora am-pehezana madinika mandry eo an-tratrako.
14 A cluster of henna, is my beloved to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Ny malalako dia tahaka ny vonin’ ny kofera amiko, any an-tanimbolin’ i En-jedy.
15 [HE] Lo! thou art beautiful my fair one, lo! thou art beautiful, Thine eyes, [are] doves!
Indro, tsara tarehy ianao, ry tompokovavy havako; Indro, tsara tarehy ianao; Voromailala ny masonao.
16 [SHE] Lo! thou art beautiful, my beloved, Yea delightful! [BOTH] Yea! our couch, is covered with leaves:
Indro, tsara tarehy ianao, ry malalako, eny, mahafinaritra; Maitso ny fandriantsika.
17 The beams of our house, are cedars, Our fretted ceiling, is cypress-trees.
Sedera ny sakamandimbin’ ny tranontsika, ary kypreso ny peta-drindrintsika.
