Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
Jaherani olal kune, yaye jaber mogik e dier nyiri mabeyo? Jaherani ne oluwo kanye, mondo wakonyi manye?
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Jaherana osedhi e puothe, kama gik mangʼwe ngʼar dongoe, mondo omeny ei puothe kendo ochok ondanyo.
3 I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
Jaherana en mara kendo an bende an mare; omiyo omenyo e dier ondanyo.
4 Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
Jaherana, ijaber mana ka Tirza, ilongʼo mana ka Jerusalem, ichanori mana ka jolweny motingʼo bendeche.
5 Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Gol wengegi kuoma; nikech giberna. Yie wiyi chalo kweth mag diek, malor koa e got Gilead.
6 Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, of which every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.
Lekeni tar mana ka kweth mag rombe mowuok kar luok. Moro ka moro wuotho gi nyithinde ma rude kendo onge moro man kende.
7 As a piece of pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
Lembi ma iumo gi nanga chalo gi olemo mongʼinore mochiek makwar.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
Ruoth nigi mon piero auchiel gi mon mamoko piero aboro, kod nyiri mapok ongʼeyo chwo mokadho akwana.
9 My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yes], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
To an ahero mana nyako achiel kende, ma jaber ka akuru, en e nyar min kende, mohero malich. Jotich ma nyiri konene, to luonge ni nyako mogwedhi, to mond ruoth kod mon mamoko konene to pake.
10 Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?
Ma to en ngʼa mabiro apoya ka piny madwa ru? Adier, ober ka dwe kendo ongʼangʼni ka wangʼ chiengʼ, bende ochanore ka sulwe moriedo.
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.
Ne alor mwalo nyaka e puoth mananas, mondo ane kaka gidongo e holo, kendo mondo ane ka mzabibu osechako golo maua kata ka olemo mongʼinore osechako chiek makwar.
12 Or ere I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.
Apoya nono, kapok angʼeyo, gombona notingʼa motera nyaka dier geche joka ruoth.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Yie iduogi, yie iduogi, yaye nyar jo-Shulam; yie iduogi, yie iduogi, mondo waneni! Wuowi Ere gima omiyo ungʼiyo nyar jo-Shulam kamano, mana ka gima omielo miend Mahanaim?
