Thimo 7
1 Mũrũ wakwa, tũũra ũrũmĩtie ciugo ciakwa, na wĩigĩre maathani makwa thĩinĩ waku.
My son! keep my sayings, And my commands lay up with thee.
2 Rũmia maathani makwa, na nĩũgatũũra muoyo; gitagĩra morutani makwa o ta kĩũma kĩa riitho rĩaku.
Keep my commands, and live, And my law as the pupil of thine eye.
3 Mohagĩrĩre ciara-inĩ ciaku; ũmaandĩke kĩhengere-inĩ kĩa ngoro yaku.
Bind them on thy fingers, Write them on the tablet of thy heart.
4 Ĩra ũũgĩ atĩrĩ, “Wee nĩwe mwarĩ wa maitũ,” naguo ũtaũku ũwĩtage mũndũ wa nyũmba yanyu;
Say to wisdom, 'My sister Thou [art].' And cry to understanding, 'Kinswoman!'
5 nĩcirĩkweheragia harĩ mũndũ-wa-nja ũcio mũtharia, o na kuuma kũrĩ mũtumia ũcio ũtarĩ mwĩhokeku, hamwe na ciugo ciake cia kũheenanĩrĩria.
To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.
6 Ndĩ ndirica-inĩ ya nyũmba yakwa-rĩ, nĩndacũthĩrĩirie na nja kamwanya-inĩ,
For, at a window of my house, Through my casement I have looked out,
7 ngĩona kĩmwana gatagatĩ ka arĩa matarĩ oogĩ, na ngĩkũũrana gatagatĩ ka aanake, mũndũ mwĩthĩ ũtaarĩ na ũũgĩ wa gũkũũrana maũndũ.
And I do see among the simple ones, I discern among the sons, A young man lacking understanding,
8 Aikũrũkaga na njĩra ĩrĩa yarĩ hakuhĩ na koine ya kwa mũndũ-wa-nja ũcio, agĩthiĩ na njĩra ĩyo yerekeire na gwake mũciĩ,
Passing on in the street, near her corner, And the way [to] her house he doth step,
9 na kwarĩ na mairia o kahwaĩ-inĩ gũgĩtukatuka, gũkĩambĩrĩria kũgĩa nduma ya ũtukũ.
In the twilight — in the evening of day, In the darkness of night and blackness.
10 Na rĩrĩ, hagĩũka mũndũ-wa-nja kũmũtũnga, wehumbĩte nguo ta mũmaraya, arĩ na wara ngoro-inĩ.
And, lo, a woman to meet him — (A harlot's dress, and watchful of heart,
11 (Nĩ mũnegeni na mũngʼathia, na magũrũ make matikiragĩrĩria mũciĩ;
Noisy she [is], and stubborn, In her house her feet rest not.
12 rĩmwe arĩ njĩra-inĩ, na rĩrĩa rĩngĩ arĩ ihaaro-inĩ, ehithagĩre andũ koine-inĩ ciothe cia njĩra.)
Now in an out-place, now in broad places, And near every corner she lieth in wait) —
13 Nake akĩnyiita mwanake ũcio, akĩmũmumunya, na akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ ategũconoka,
And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,
14 “Ndĩ na maruta ma ngwatanĩro mũciĩ, tondũ ũmũthĩ nĩhingirie mĩĩhĩtwa yakwa.
'Sacrifices of peace-offerings [are] by me, To-day I have completed my vows.
15 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndoimagara, ndooka gũgũtũnga; ngũgũcarĩtie mũno, na rĩu nĩndakuona!
Therefore I have come forth to meet thee, To seek earnestly thy face, and I find thee.
16 Nĩnjarĩte ũrĩrĩ wakwa na macuka ma gatani ma marangi kuuma Misiri.
[With] ornamental coverings I decked my couch, Carved works — cotton of Egypt.
17 Ũrĩrĩ ũcio wakwa nĩndĩũitĩrĩirie indo nungi wega ta manemane, na thubiri, o na mũndarathini.
I sprinkled my bed — myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18 Ũka twĩhũũnie wendo nginya rũciinĩ; reke twĩkenie na wendo!
Come, we are filled [with] loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.
19 Mũthuuri wakwa ndarĩ mũciĩ; nĩathiĩte rũgendo rũraihu.
For the man is not in his house, He hath gone on a long journey.
20 Nĩathiire na mũhuko wake ũiyũrĩte mbeeca, na akainũka mũciĩ o rĩrĩa mweri ũkaiganana.”
A bag of money he hath taken in his hand, At the day of the new moon he cometh to his house.'
21 Agĩkĩmũheenereria na ciugo, akĩmũhĩtithia; agĩkĩmuuha na mĩario yake mĩnyoroku.
She turneth him aside with the abundance of her speech, With the flattery of her lips she forceth him.
22 O rĩmwe akĩmũrũmĩrĩra ta ndegwa ĩgĩthiĩ gũthĩnjwo, kana ta thwariga ĩgĩtoonya kĩana-inĩ kĩa mũtego,
He is going after her straightway, As an ox unto the slaughter he cometh, And as a fetter unto the chastisement of a fool,
23 nginya akaaya gũtheecwo ini nĩ mĩguĩ, akahaana ta nyoni ĩguthũkĩte mũtego-inĩ, ĩtekũmenya o na hanini atĩ ũndũ ũcio no ũmĩrute muoyo.
Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it [is] for its life.
24 Atĩrĩrĩ, ariũ akwa, ta thikĩrĩriai; tegai matũ mũigue ũrĩa ngũmwĩra.
And now, ye sons, hearken to me, And give attention to sayings of my mouth.
25 Mũtikanareke ngoro cianyu ĩrũmĩrĩre mĩthiĩre yake, kana mũingĩre njĩra-inĩ ciake.
Let not thy heart turn unto her ways, Do not wander in her paths,
26 Nĩ andũ aingĩ arĩkĩtie kũrũnda; arĩa oragĩte nĩ kĩrĩndĩ kĩingĩ mũno.
For many [are] the wounded she caused to fall, And mighty [are] all her slain ones.
