< Song of Solomon 8 >
1 Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,
Ukanakhala kuti ndiwe mlongo wanga, amene anayamwa mawere a amayi anga! Ndikanakumana nawe pa njira, ndikanakupsompsona, ndipo palibe wina aliyense akanandinyoza.
2 I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
Ndikanakutenga ndi kukulowetsa mʼnyumba ya amayi anga, amayi amene anandiphunzitsa, ndikanakupatsa vinyo wotsekemera kuti umwe, zotsekemera za makangadza.
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
Mutu wanga watsamira dzanja lake lamanzere ndipo dzanja lake lamanja landikumbatira.
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
Inu akazi a ku Yerusalemu, ndithu ndikukupemphani: musachigwedeze chikondi kapena kuchiutsa mpaka pamene chifunire ichocho.
5 Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge [that] bare thee.
Kodi ndani uyo akutuluka ku chipululuyo, atatsamira wokondedwa wakeyo? Mkazi Ndinakudzutsa pa tsinde pa mtengo wa apulosi, pamenepo ndi pamene amayi anachirira, pamenepo ndi pamene wokubereka anamva ululu pokubala iweyo.
6 Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of Jah! (Sheol )
Undiyike pamtima pako ngati chidindo, ngati chidindo cha pa dzanja lako; pakuti chikondi nʼchamphamvu ngati imfa, nsanje ndiyaliwuma ngati manda. Chikondi chimachita kuti lawilawi ngati malawi a moto wamphamvu. (Sheol )
7 Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down — they tread upon it.
Madzi ochuluka sangachizimitse chikondi, mitsinje singachikokolole chikondicho. Ngati wina apereka chuma chonse cha mʼnyumba mwake chifukwa cha chikondi, adzangonyozeka nazo kotheratu.
8 We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
Ife tili naye mlongo wathu wamngʼono, koma alibe mawere, kodi tidzamuchitira chiyani mlongo wathuyu pa tsiku limene adzamufunsire?
9 If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
Ngati iye ndi khoma, tidzamumangira nsanja ya siliva. Ngati iye ndi chitseko, tidzamutchinga ndi matabwa a mkungudza.
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
Ine ndili ngati khoma, ndipo mawere anga ndi nsanja zake. Tsono mʼmaso mwa bwenzi langa ndine wobweretsa mtendere.
11 Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
Solomoni anali ndi munda wampesa ku Baala-Hamoni; iyeyo anabwereketsa munda wamphesawo kwa alimi, aliyense mwa iwo ankayenera kupereka ndalama zasiliva 1,000 mʼmalo mwa zipatso zake.
12 My vineyard — my own — is before me, The thousand [is] for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
Koma munda wanga wampesa ndi wangawanga ndiponso wa ine ndekha. Iwe Solomoni, khala nazo ndalama zasiliva 1,000 ndipo ndalama zasiliva 200 ndi za amene akusamalira mundawo.
13 The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
Iwe amene umakhala mʼminda uli pamodzi ndi anzako, ndilole kuti ndimve liwu lako!
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
Fulumira wokondedwa wanga, ndipo ukhale ngati gwape kapena mwana wa mbawala wothamanga mʼmapiri mʼmene mumamera mbewu zokometsera chakudya.