Song of Solomon 8
1 I wish that you were like my brother, who nursed at my mother's breasts. Then whenever I met you outside, I could kiss you, and no one would despise me.
Singa wali muganda wange eyakuzibwa mmange era eyayonka amabeere ga mmange, nandikusanze ebweru nandikunywegedde ne wataba n’omu annyooma.
2 I would lead you and bring you into my mother's house— she who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink and some of the juice of my pomegranates.
Nandikukulembedde ne nkuleeta mu nnyumba ya mmange, oyo eyangigiriza. Nandikuwadde wayini okunywa ng’alimu ebyakaloosa, omubisi ogw’amakomamawanga gange.
3 His left hand is under my head and his right hand embraces me.
Omukono gwe ogwa kkono guli wansi wa mutwe gwange n’omukono gwe ogwa ddyo gumpambaatira.
4 I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, that you will not interrupt our lovemaking until it is over.
Mmwe abawala ba Yerusaalemi mbakuutira, temusiikuula newaakubadde okuzuukusa okwagala okutuusa ng’ekiseera ekituufu kituuse.
5 Who is this who is coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? The woman speaking to the man I awakened you under the apricot tree; there your mother conceived you; there she gave birth to you, she delivered you.
Ani oyo gwe tulengera ng’ava mu ddungu nga yeesigamye muganzi we? Omwagalwa Nakuzuukusa ng’oli wansi w’omuti ogw’omucungwa. Eyo maama wo gye yafunira olubuto era eyo maama wo gye yakuzaalira mu bulumi obungi.
6 Set me as a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm, for love is as strong as death. Passionate devotion is as unrelenting as Sheol; its flames burst out; it is a blazing flame, a flame hotter than any other fire. (Sheol h7585)
Nteeka ng’akabonero ku mutima gwo, era ng’akabonero ku mukono gwo, kubanga okwagala kwa maanyi ng’okufa, obuggya bwakwo buli ng’obusungu obw’emagombe. Kwaka ng’ennimi ez’omuliro, omuliro ogwaka n’amaanyi ennyo. (Sheol h7585)
7 Surging waters cannot quench love, nor can floods sweep it away. If a man gave all the possessions in his house for love, the offer would utterly be despised.
Amazzi amangi tegamalaawo nnyonta ya kwagala n’emigga tegiyinza kukumalawo. Singa omuntu awaayo obugagga bwe bwonna obw’ennyumba ye okufuna okwagala, asekererwa nnyo.
8 We have a little sister, and her breasts have not yet grown. What can we do for our sister on the day when she will be promised in marriage?
Tulina muto waffe atannamera mabeere, naye tulikola tutya bw’alituuka okwogerezebwa?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a tower of silver. If she is a door, we will adorn her with boards of cedar.
Singa abadde bbugwe twandimuzimbyeko eminaala egya ffeeza, singa abadde luggi twandimuggalidde na mivule.
10 I was a wall, but my breasts are now like fortress towers; so I am in his eyes as one who brings peace.
Ndi bbugwe era n’amabeere gange gali ng’ekitikkiro, noolwekyo mu maaso ge, mmufuukidde aleeta emirembe.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He gave the vineyard to those who would maintain it. Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Sulemaani yalina ennimiro y’emizabbibu e Baaluka Kamooni, n’agisigira abalimi. Buli omu ku bo yamusalira ebitundu bya ffeeza lukumi.
12 My vineyard, my very own, is before me; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and the two hundred shekels are for those who maintain its fruit.
Ennimiro yange ey’emizabbibu, yange, ebitundu olukumi bibyo ggwe Sulemaani, ebitundu ebikumi bibiri by’abo abalabirira ennimiro.
13 You who live in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice; let me hear it.
Ggwe abeera mu nnimiro ne mikwano gyo nga weebali, ka mpulire eddoboozi lyo.
14 Hurry, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Yanguwa okuvaayo eyo, odduke mangu ng’empeewo oba ng’ennangaazi ento, oddukire ku nsozi ezijjudde ebyakaloosa.
