< Song of Solomon 1 >

1 This is [King] Solomon’s most beautiful song.
Wer mamit moloyo wende moko nondiki gi ruoth Solomon.
2 Kiss me [on my lips], because your love [for me] is more delightful than wine.
Bi mondo inyodha gi dhogi, nikech herani kelo mor moloyo divai.
3 The fragrance of the cologne on your [skin] is [very] sweet/pleasing [CHI]. And your reputation is [very] good and spreads, [like] [SIM] the fragrance of the special oil spread on your skin. That is why the [other] young women are attracted to you.
Modhi miwirorigo dungʼ mamit; kendo nyingi chalo gi mo mangʼwe ngʼar ma pukore oko. Kare mano emomiyo nyiri duto oheri!
4 Take me quickly; take me to your home. [It is as though] you are my king; take me into your room. We are very happy [DOU] about you; we say that your love [for each other] is better than wine. It is not surprising that the other young women adore you.
Kawa idhi koda, waret piyo waa kae! Ruoth mondo odhi koda nyaka ei ode maiye. Osiepe Wail kendo chunywa mor kodi; wabiro pako herani moloyo divai. Nyako Gitimo gima kare ka gipuoyi!
5 You women of Jerusalem, I am dark but beautiful; my dark skin is like [SIM] the tents in Kedar, [or] like the beautiful curtains in Solomon’s palace.
An nyako ma dichol kendo ma jaber, yaye nyi Jerusalem, an dichol mana ka hembe mag Kedar, kendo mana ka pasia molier e hembe Solomon.
6 [But] do not stare at me because of the sun having caused my skin to become dark; my brothers were angry with me, [so] they forced me to work [out in the sunshine] in the vineyards, so I was not able to take good care of my body/skin [CHI, MET].
Kik uchaya nikech an dichol, nimar chiengʼ ema oseloko denda kamano. Yawuot minwa nokecho koda, mine giketa jarit puothegi mag mzabibu; to puotha awuon mar mzabibu to ne ajwangʼo.
7 You whom I [SYN] love, where will you take your flock of sheep today? Where will you allow them to rest at noontime? I want to know because it is not right [RHQ] for me to wander around like a prostitute looking for you among the flocks that belong to your friends.
Yaye jaherana, nyisane kuma ikwayoe jambi kod kuma iweye rombi mondo oyweyee odiechiengʼ tir. Angʼo momiyo dachal mana gi dhako moumo wangʼe e dier jamb osiepeni?
8 You who are the most beautiful of all the women, if you [search for me and] do not know [where I will take my sheep], follow the tracks/footprints of the sheep. [Then] allow your young goats to (graze/eat grass) near the shepherds’ tents.
Ka ok ingʼeyo, yaye jaber moloyo mon mamoko, lu bangʼ rombe kuonde ma gikwayoe, mondo ikwa nyidiek ma pod tindo e bath hembe mag jokwath.
9 You [are beautiful], my darling, like the young female horse that pulls the chariot of the king of Egypt.
Jaherana, apimi mana gi faras madhako motwe but achiel kuom geche Farao.
10 Your cheeks are decorated with jewelry, and there are strings of beads/pearls around your neck.
Lembi nenore maber ka sitadi olierie; ngʼuti bende nenore maber ka olierie tigo ma nengogi tek.
11 We will make for you [some] gold earrings that are decorated/inlaid with silver.
Wabiro losoni thiwni mag dhahabu, kod tigo mag fedha.
12 While the king was on his couch, the smell of my perfume spread [around the room].
Kane ruoth chiemo e mesane, mo mangʼwe ngʼar man-gi tik mamit nopongʼo ot kadonjo.
13 The man who loves me is [as delightful as [MET]] a (sachet/small cloth bag) of myrrh between my breasts.
Jaherana chalona gi mo mane-mane mobo matin ma nengone tek, mantie e kind thundena.
14 He is like [MET] a bunch of flowers from the vineyards at En-Gedi.
Jaherana chalona maua maber mothiewo, moa e puoth mzabibu man En Gedi.
15 You whom I love, you are beautiful; you are very beautiful! Your eyes are [as delightful/charming as] doves.
Mano kaka ijaber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka ijaber! Wengeni neno mamuol ka akuru.
16 You who love me, you are very delightful/handsome, you are wonderful! This green grass will be [like] a couch [where we lie down].
Mano kaka iber, jaherana! Yaye, mano kaka berni olomba! Kendo kitandawa bende yom ka lum mangʼich.
17 [Branches of] cedar [trees] will shade us; [it is as though branches of] juniper/pine [trees] will be like [MET] a roof [over our heads].
Bepe mag tat odwa gin mag sida; kendo bede yien mokar mag obudo nobednwa tado.

< Song of Solomon 1 >