Proverbs 7
1 My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.
Yaa ilma ko, dubbii koo eegiitii ajaja koos of keessatti kuufadhu.
2 Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.
Ajaja koo eegi, ati ni jiraataatii; barsiisa koos akkuma qaroo ija keetiitti eegi.
3 Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.
Quba keetti isaan hidhadhu; gabatee garaa keetii irrattis barreeffadhu.
4 Say to wisdom, 'My sister Thou [art].' And cry to understanding, 'Kinswoman!'
Ogummaan, “Ati obboleettii koo ti” jedhi; hubannaa immoo, fira koo jedhii waami;
5 To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
isaan sagaagaltuu irraa, niitii kashlabbee dubbii isheetiin nama harkiftu irraa si eegu.
6 For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
Ani foddaa mana koo biraa keessaan, karaa qaawwaatiin ala ilaale.
7 And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,
Ani warra homaa hin dandeenye keessatti, dargaggoota keessatti hubadhee dargaggeessa qalbii hin qabne tokko arge.
8 Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way [to] her house he doth step,
Innis karaa mana ishee dhaqu qabatee daandii golee mana ishee bira jiruutiin gad buʼaa ture.
9 In the twilight — in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.
Kunis yeroo aduun dhiitee lafti dimimmisaaʼaa turetti, yeroo halkan dukkanaaʼuu jalqabetti ture.
10 And, lo, a woman to meet him — (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
Dubartiin tokko akka sagaagaltuutti uffattee yaada haxxummaatiin isa simachuuf gad baate.
11 Noisy she [is], and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
Isheen iyyituu fi kashlabbee dha; miilli ishee mana hin dhaabatu;
12 Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) —
takka daandii irratti, takka oobdii irratti, golee hundatti riphxee nama eeggatti.
13 And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
Isheen qabdee isa dhungatti; fuula qaanii hin qabneen akkana jettiin:
14 'Sacrifices of peace-offerings [are] by me, To-day I have completed my vows.
“Ani aarsaa nagaa dhiʼeessuun qaba; harʼa wareega koo guuttadheera.
15 Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee.
Kanaafuu ani si simachuufin gad baʼe; ani barbaadee si argadheera!
16 [With] ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works — cotton of Egypt.
Ani wayyaa bareedduu quncee talbaa irraa hojjetame kan Gibxii dhufeen, siree koo afee miidhagseera.
17 I sprinkled my bed — myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Ani qumbiin, argeessaa fi qarafaan siree koo urgeesseera.
18 Come, we are filled [with] loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.
Kottu mee hamma bariitti gad fageenya jaalalaa walii wajjin dhugnaa; kottu jaalalaan of gammachiifnaa!
19 For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey.
Dhirsi koo mana hin jiru; inni karaa dheeraa deemeera.
20 A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.'
Inni boorsaa isaa maallaqaan guuttatee deeme; hamma jiʼi goobanutti manatti hin deebiʼu.”
21 She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.
Isheen dubbii miʼooftuudhaan karaa irraa isa jalʼifte; haasaa nama sossobuunis isa dirqisiifte.
22 He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,
Innis akkuma sangaa qalamuuf deemuutti, akkuma gadamsa kiyyoo keessa seenuuttis yommusuma kaʼee ishee duukaa buʼe;
23 Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it [is] for its life.
akkuma simbira kiyyootti ariifattuutti, inni hamma xiyyi tiruu isaa waraanutti akka wanni kun lubbuu isaa galaafatu hin beeku.
24 And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth.
Egaa yaa ilmaan ko, na dhaggeeffadhaa; waan ani jedhus qalbeeffadhaa.
25 Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
Akka garaan kee karaa isheetti garagalu hin godhin; karaa kee irraas baddee daandii ishee irra hin buʼin.
26 For many [are] the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty [are] all her slain ones.
Namoonni hedduun warra isheen lafaan dhooftee dha; namoonni jajjaboon baayʼeenis harka isheetti dhumaniiru.
