Song of Solomon 2
1 I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
Ngilirozi leSharoni, umduze wezigodi.
2 As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
Njengomduze phakathi kwameva, unjalo mthandwa wami phakathi kwamadodakazi.
3 As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
Njengesihlahla sama-aphula phakathi kwezihlahla zeganga, sinjalo isithandwa sami phakathi kwamadodana. Ngahlala emthunzini waso ngathokoza kakhulu, lesithelo saso simnandi ekunambitheni kwami.
4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
Sangisa endlini yewayini, lesiboniso saso phezu kwami siluthando.
5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick with love.
Ngisekelani ngezinkwa zezithelo zevini ezonyisiweyo, lingiqinise ngama-aphula, ngoba ngiguliswa luthando.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
Isandla saso sokhohlo singaphansi kwekhanda lami, lesokunene saso siyangigona.
7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
Ngiyalifungisa, madodakazi eJerusalema, ngemiziki kumbe ngezimpala zeganga, ukuze lingaphazamisi lingavusi uthando aze athande.
8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Ilizwi lesithandwa sami! Khangela sona siyeza, siseqa phezu kwezintaba, siqolotsha phezu kwamaqaqa.
9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
Isithandwa sami sinjengomziki kumbe njengethole lendluzele. Khangela simi ngemva komduli wethu, silunguza emawindini, sizibonakalisa eminxibeni yewindi.
10 My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Isithandwa sami saphendula sathi kimi: Vuka wena, mthandwa wami, omuhle wami, asihambe wena.
11 For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone.
Ngoba khangela, ubusika sebudlulile, izulu seliphelile, lihambile.
12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
Amaluba ayabonakala emhlabeni, isikhathi sokuhlabelela sesifikile, lelizwi lejuba liyezwakala elizweni lakithi.
13 The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Isihlahla somkhiwa sivuthisa imikhiwa yaso eluhlaza, lamavini alempoko aletha iphunga elimnandi. Vuka wena, mthandwa wami, omuhle wami wena, sihambe.
14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.
Juba lami, elisengoxweni yedwala, ekusithekeni kweliwa, ngitshengisa ubuso bakho, ngizwise ilizwi lakho, ngoba ilizwi lakho limnandi, lobuso bakho buyabukeka.
15 Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
Sibambeleni amakhanka, amakhanka amancinyane, ona izivini, ngoba izivini zethu zilezimpoko.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Isithandwa sami ngesami, lami ngingowaso, eselusa phakathi kwemiduze.
17 Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
Kuze kube semadabukakusa, lamathunzi abaleke, phenduka, sithandwa sami, ube njengomziki kumbe njengethole lendluzele phezu kwezintaba zeBhetheri.
