Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, that [is] Solomon's.
Salomo nnwom mu dwom.
2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] thy loves than wine.
Ma ɔmfa nʼano mfewano no mfew mʼano, efisɛ wo dɔ no yɛ anigye sen bobesa.
3 For fragrance [are] thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out — thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!
Wʼaduhuam yi hua a ɛyɛ anigye; wo din te sɛ aduhuam a wɔahwie. Na ɛnyɛ nwonwa sɛ mmabaa no dɔ wo!
4 Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!
Fa me kɔ, ma yɛnyɛ ntɛm! Ma ɔhene mfa me nkɔ ne pia mu. Nnamfonom: Yebedi ahurusi na yɛn ani agye wo ho. Yɛbɛkamfo wo dɔ asen bobesa. Ababaa: Sɛ wɔkamfo wo a, na ne kwan so ara ne no!
5 Dark [am] I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
Mibiri de, nanso me ho yɛ fɛ, Yerusalem mmabea, mobiri te sɛ Kedar ntamadan, te sɛ, Salomo ntamadan mu ntwamtam!
6 Fear me not, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard — my own — I have not kept.
Nhwɛ me haw sɛ mibiri nti, efisɛ owia na ayɛ me saa. Me na mmabarima bu fuw me, enti wɔma me kɔhwɛɛ bobe nturo so; na amma manhwɛ mʼankasa me bobeturo.
7 Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?
Kyerɛ me, me dɔfo, faako a wode wo nguankuw kɔ adidi na owigyinae nso, faako a woma wo nguan home. Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ meyɛ sɛ ɔbea a wakata nʼanim wɔ wo nnamfonom nguankuw ho?
8 If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!
Sɛ wunnim a, mmea mu ɔhoɔfɛfo koraa, fa ɔkwan a nguan fa so so na fa wo mpapomma kɔ adidi wɔ nguanhwɛfo no ntamadan ho.
9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
Me dɔfo, mede wo toto ɔpɔnkɔbere a wɔde hama asa no wɔ Farao nteaseɛnam baako ho no ho.
10 Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
Asokaa ama wʼafono ho ayɛ fɛ, na abohemaa a woasina agu wo kɔn mu no fata wo.
11 Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!
Yɛbɛyɛ sikakɔkɔɔ asokaa a wɔde dwetɛ asisi mu ama wo.
12 While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
Bere a ɔhene te ne didipon ho no, nʼaduhuam hua no gyee hɔ.
13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.
Me dɔfo ayɛ me sɛ kurobow toa a ɛda me nufu ntam.
14 A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
Me dɔfo ayɛ me sɛ nhwiren boa a ayɛ frɔmfrɔm wɔ En-Gedi bobeturo mu.
15 Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, Lo, thou [art] fair, thine eyes [are] doves!
Me dɔfo, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ ni! Wʼaniwa aba te sɛ mmorɔnoma.
16 Lo, thou [art] fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch [is] green,
Me dɔfo, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ ni! Yɛn mpa so yɛ akɔnnɔakɔnnɔ.
17 The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
Yɛn fi mpuran yɛ sida; yɛn nsɛmso yɛ ɔpepaw.
