Song of Solomon 2
1 As a lily among the thorns,
Anigu waxaan ahay ubaxnarjiska Shaaroon, Iyo ubaxshooshanka dooxooyinka.
2 So [is] my friend among the daughters!
Sida ubaxshooshanku qodxanta ku dhex yahay, Ayay taan jeclahayna gabdhaha ku dhex tahay.
3 As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
Sida geedka tufaaxa ahu uu dhirta duurka ku dhex yahay, Ayuu gacaliyahayguna wiilasha ku dhex yahay. Hooskiisaan fadhiistay anigoo aad u faraxsan, Oo midhihiisuna way ila dhadhan macaanaayeen.
4 He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
Wuxuu i keenay guriga diyaafadda, Oo calankiisii i kor sudhnaana wuxuu ahaa jacayl.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
Sabiib igu quudi, oo tufaax igu noolee, Waayo, anigu caashaq baan la bukaa.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
Gacantiisa bidix madaxaygay ka hoosaysaa, Oo gacantiisa midigna way igu duuban tahay.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa Cawsha iyo deerada duurka Inaydaan jacayl kicin, ama aydaan toosin Ilaa uu doono.
8 The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
Waa kaa codkii gacaliyahaygu! Bal eega, wuu soo socdaa, Isagoo buuraha korkooda ku soo boodboodaya, oo kuraha dushooda ku faclaynaya.
9 My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
Gacaliyahaygu waa sida cawl ama deer qayrab ah oo kale. Bal eega, wuxuu taagan yahay derbigayaga gadaashiisa, Oo daaqadahuu ka soo eegayaa, oo shabagguu ka soo dayayaa.
10 My beloved hath answered and said to me, 'Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
Markaasaa gacaliyahaygii ila hadlay oo wuxuu igu yidhi, Taan jeclahayay, soo kac, taydan qurxoonay i soo raac.
11 For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.
Waayo, qabowgii wuu na dhaafay, Oo roobkiina wuu dhammaaday, wuuna qaaday,
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
Ubaxii dhulkuu ka muuqanayaa, Oo wakhtigii shimbirruhu gabyi jireenna waa la gaadhay, Oo codkii qoolleydana dalkayagaa laga maqlayaa.
13 The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
Berduhu midhihiisuu soo bixinayaa, Oo geedaha canabkuna way ubxinayaan, Wayna soo carfayaan. Taan jeclahayay, soo kac, taydan qurxoonay i soo raac.
14 My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice [is] sweet, and thy appearance comely.
Qoolleydayda qararka dillaacyadooda iyo meelahooda qarsoon ee dalcad ah ku jirta, Bal jaahaaga i tus, oo codkaaga i maqashii, Waayo, codkaagu wuu macaan yahay, oo jaahaaguna wuu surad wacan yahay.
15 Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
Dawacooyinka noo qabta, kuwaasoo ah dawacooyinka yaryar ee beerahayaga canabka ah bi'iya, Waayo, beerahayaga canabka ahu haatan way ubxinayaan.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
Gacaliyahaygu waa kaygii oo anna tiisii baan ahay. Wuxuu adhigiisa daajinayaa ubaxyada dhexdooda.
17 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
Ilaa waagu baryo, oo hoosku baabba'o, Gacaliyahaygiiyow, soo noqo, oo ahow sida cawl oo kale, amase sida deer qayrab ah Oo buuraha Beter kor jooga.
