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,
Enga anie ka ho tahaka ny anadahiko, izay ninono an’ ineny, ianao! Dia ho nahita anao teny ala-trano aho ka ho nanoroka anao. Eny tsy ho azon’ olona notevatevaina aho.
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,
Dia ho entiko ka hampidiriko ho ao an-tranon’ ineny ianao, ary hampianarinao aho; Hampisotroiko divay noharoharoan-java-manitra mbamin’ ny ranon’ ampongaben-danitro ianao.
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
Aoka hanondana ahy ny tànany ankavia, ary aoka hanohona ahy ny tànany ankavanana.
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
Mampianiana anareo aho, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema: Aza manaitra na mamoha ny fitiavana, raha tsy efa sitrapony.
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.
Iza moa iry vehivavy miakatra avy any an-efitra, mitehina amin’ ny malalany? Teo ambanin’ iny hazo poma no namohazako anao; Teo no niterahan-dreninao anao, eny, teo no nahararian’ ilay niteraka anao.
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 h7585)
Ataovy toy ny fanombohan-kase ao am-ponao aho sy toy ny fanombohan-kase eo an-tsandrinao; Fa mahery toy ny fahafatesana ny fitiavana, masiaka tahaka ny fiainan-tsi-hita ny fahasaro-piaro; Ny lelafony dia lelafo midedadeda, eny, lelafon’ i Jehovah. (Sheol h7585)
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.
Na dia ny ony maro aza tsy mahavono ny afon’ ny fitiavana, ary ny renirano tsy mahapaoka azy; Na dia misy olona manome ny fananany rehetra ao an-tranony aza hamidy fitiavana, dia hatao tsinontsinona izy.
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?
Manana zandrivavy tsy mbola misy nono izahay; Ahoana no hataonay amin’ ny zandrivavinay, raha mby amin’ izay andro hangatahan’ olona azy ho vady?
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.
Raha manda izy, dia hanangananay tilikambo volafotsy eo an-tampony; Fa raha varavarana kosa izy, dia hotampenanay hazo fisaka sedera.
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
Mànda aho, dia toy ny tilikambo ny nonoko. Raha eo imasony dia toy ny efa mahita soa aho.
11 Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
Solomona nanan-tanim-boaloboka tao Bala-hamona; Nahofany tamin’ olona mpiandry voly ny tanim-boaloboka, ka samy tsy maintsy mitondra sekely volafotsy arivo ho solon’ ny vokatra.
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!
Ny tanim-boaloboko, eny, ilay an’ ny tenako, dia eto anatrehako, Ny arivo kosa dia anao, ry Solomona, ary ny roan-jato ho an’ izay mpiandry voly.
13 The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
Ry mitoetra eny an-tsaha! Te-hihaino ny feonao ireo namako; Mba ampandreneso izany koa aho.
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
Mandosira, ry malalako, ary aoka ianao mba ho toy ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitry ny zava-manitra.
