Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
Iwe wokongola kuposa akazi onsewa, kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wapita kuti? Kodi wokondedwa wakoyo wakhotera njira iti kuti timufunefune pamodzi ndi iwe?
2 My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Wachikondi wanga watsikira ku munda kwake, ku timinda ta zokometsera zakudya, akukadyetsa ziweto zake ku minda, ndiponso akuthyola maluwa okongola.
3 I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
Wokondedwa wangayo ndine wake ndipo iyeyo ndi wangawanga; amadyetsa ziweto zake pakati pa maluwa okongola.
4 Fair [art] thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
Ndiwe wokongola, bwenzi langa, ngati Tiriza, wokongola kwambiri ngati Yerusalemu, ndiwe woopsa ngati gulu lankhondo lonyamula mbendera.
5 Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair [is] as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
Usandipenyetsetse; pakuti maso ako amanditenga mtima. Tsitsi lako lili ngati gulu la mbuzi zikutsetsereka kuchokera ku Giliyadi.
6 Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
Mano ako ali ngati gulu la nkhosa zimene zikubwera kuchokera kokazisambitsa, iliyonse ili ndi ana amapasa, palibe imene ili yokha.
7 As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil.
Kukhalira kumbuyo kwa nsalu yako yophimba kumutu, masaya ako ali ngati mabandu a makangadza.
8 Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
Ngakhale patakhala akazi a mfumu 60, ndi azikazi 80, ndi anamwali osawerengeka;
9 One is my dove, my perfect one, One she [is] of her mother, The choice one she [is] of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
koma nkhunda yanga, wangwiro wanga ndi wosiyana ndi wina aliyense; mwana wamkazi yekhayo wa amayi ake, mwana wapamtima wa amene anamubereka. Anamwali anamuona ndipo anamutcha wodala; akazi a mfumu ndi azikazi anamutamanda.
10 'Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon — clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
Ndani uyu akuoneka ngati mʼbandakucha, wokongola ngati mwezi, wowala ngati dzuwa, wochititsa mantha ngati gulu la ankhondo mbendera zili mʼmanja?
11 Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed —
Ndinatsikira ku munda wa mitengo ya alimondi kukayangʼana zomera zatsopano ku chigwa, kukaona ngati mpesa waphukira kapena ngati makangadza ali ndi maluwa.
12 I knew not my soul, It made me — chariots of my people Nadib.
Ndisanazindikire kanthu, ndinakhala ngati ndikulota kuti ndili mʼgaleta pambali pa mfumu yanga.
13 Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?
Bwerera, bwerera iwe namwali wa ku Sulami; bwerera, bwerera kuti ife tidzakupenyetsetse iwe! Mwamuna Chifukwa chiyani mukufuna kudzapenyetsetsa ine mwana wamkazi wa ku Sulami, pamene ndikuvina pakati pa magulu awiri?
