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,
Laiti ungelikuwa kwangu kama ndugu wa kiume, ambaye aliyanyonya matiti ya mama yangu! Kisha, kama ningekukuta huko nje, ningelikubusu, wala hakuna mtu yeyote angelinidharau.
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,
Ningelikuongoza na kukuleta katika nyumba ya mama yangu, yeye ambaye amenifundisha. Ningelikupa divai iliyokolezwa unywe, asali ya maua ya mikomamanga yangu.
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
Mkono wake wa kushoto uko chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kuume unanikumbatia.
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!
Binti za Yerusalemu, ninawaagiza: msichochee wala kuamsha mapenzi hata yatakapotaka yenyewe.
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.
Ni nani huyu anayekuja kutoka nyikani akimwegemea mpenzi wake? Mpendwa Nilikuamsha chini ya mtofaa, huko mama yako alipotunga mimba yako, huko yeye alipata utungu akakuzaa.
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)
Nitie kama muhuri moyoni mwako, kama muhuri kwenye mkono wako; kwa maana upendo una nguvu kama mauti, wivu wake ni mkatili kama kuzimu. Unachoma kama mwali wa moto, kama mwali mkubwa wa moto wa Bwana hasa. (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.
Maji mengi hayawezi kuuzimisha upendo, mito haiwezi kuugharikisha. Kama mtu angelitoa mali yote ya nyumbani mwake kwa ajili ya upendo, angelidharauliwa kabisa.
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?
Tunaye dada mdogo, matiti yake hayajakua bado. Tutafanya nini kwa ajili ya dada yetu wakati atakapokuja kuposwa?
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.
Kama yeye ni ukuta, tutajenga minara ya fedha juu yake. Na kama yeye ni mlango, tutamzungushia mbao za mierezi.
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
Mimi ni ukuta, nayo matiti yangu ni kama minara. Ndivyo ambavyo nimekuwa machoni pake kama yule anayeleta utoshelevu.
11 Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;
Solomoni alikuwa na shamba la mizabibu huko Baal-Hamoni; alikodisha shamba lake la mizabibu kwa wapangaji. Kila mmoja angeleta kwa ajili ya matunda yake shekeli 1,000 za fedha.
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!
Lakini shamba langu la mizabibu ambalo ni langu mwenyewe ni langu kutoa; hizo shekeli 1,000 ni kwa ajili yako, ee Solomoni, na shekeli mia mbili ni kwa ajili ya wale wanaotunza matunda yake.
13 The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
Wewe ukaaye bustanini pamoja na marafiki mliohudhuria, hebu nisikie sauti yako!
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
Njoo, mpenzi wangu, uwe kama swala au kama ayala kijana juu ya milima iliyojaa vikolezo.
