Song of Solomon 4
1 Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, lo, thou [art] fair, Thine eyes [are] doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,
Wo ho yɛ fɛ, me dɔfoɔ! Ao, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Wʼaniwa a ɛhyehyɛ wo nkatanimu mu no te sɛ aborɔnoma. Wo nwi te sɛ mpapokuo a wɔresiane Gilead Bepɔ.
2 Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
Wo se te sɛ nnwankuo a wɔatwitwa wɔn ho nwi foforɔ, a wɔfiri adwareɛ. Wɔnam mmienu mmienu na wɔn mu biara nyɛ ankonam.
3 As a thread of scarlet [are] thy lips, And thy speech [is] comely, As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil,
Wʼanofafa te sɛ koogyan ahoma; wʼano yɛ fɛ. Wʼasontorɔ mu a ɛhyɛ wo nkatanimu mu te sɛ ateaa aduaba fa.
4 As the tower of David [is] thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
Wo kɔn te sɛ Dawid abantenten, a wɔasi no fɛɛfɛ; na akokyɛm apem sensɛn ho, a ne nyinaa yɛ akofoɔ kyɛm.
5 Thy two breasts [are] as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
Wo nufu mmienu te sɛ atwe mma mmienu, atwe mma ntafoɔ a wɔdidi wɔ sukooko mu.
6 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense.
Ɛnkɔ si sɛ adeɛ bɛkye, ama sunsum adwane no, mɛkɔ kurobo bepɔ ne aduhwam nkokoɔ no so.
7 Thou [art] all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
Me dɔfoɔ, wo ho yɛ fɛ papa; wo ho nni ɛdɛm biara.
8 Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.
Ma yɛn mfiri Lebanon, mʼayeforɔ, wo ne me mfiri Lebanon nkɔ. Siane firi Amana atifi bra, firi Senir atifi, Hermon apampam hɔ, firi agyata buo mu ne mmepɔ a asebɔ dɛɛdɛɛ hɔ.
9 Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
Woagye mʼakoma abɔ so, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ; woagye mʼakoma abɔ so wode wʼani a ɛbɔɔ me soɔ, ne wo kɔnmuadeɛ mu ɔbohemaa baako.
10 How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.
Wo dɔ yɛ ahomeka, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ! Hwɛ wo dɔ sɔ ani sene bobesa, na wʼaduhwam yɛ hwam sene pɛperɛ biara.
11 Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk [are] under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments [Is] as the fragrance of Lebanon.
Adɔdɔdeɛ firi wʼano sɛ ɛwokyɛm, mʼayeforɔ; nufosuo ne ɛwoɔ wɔ wo tɛkrɛma ase. Wo ntadeɛ mu hwa te sɛ Lebanon deɛ.
12 A garden shut up [is] my sister-spouse, A spring shut up — a fountain sealed.
Wote sɛ turo a wɔato ano ɛpono mu, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ; woyɛ asutire a wɔagye ho ban, asubura a wɔasɔ ano.
13 Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,
Wo nnua yɛ nnuabafuo so ateaa a ɛso aba pa, ahuahaa ne nnuannua,
14 Cypresses with nard — nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.
nnuannua ne mmɛtire, osiko ne sinamon, a ohwamfufuo nnua hodoɔ, kurobo ne dupapoɔ ne pɛperɛ papa ahodoɔ nyinaa ka ho.
15 A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!
Woyɛ turo mu asubura. Woyɛ ɔtadeɛ a nsuo tene firi mu sane firi Lebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits!
Sɔre, atifi fam mframa! Bra, anafoɔ fam mframa! Bɔ fa me turo mu, sɛdeɛ ɛbɛyɛ a ne hwa no bɛgyegye hɔ. Ma me dɔfoɔ mmra ne turo mu na ɔmmɛka ne nnuaba papa no nhwɛ.
