Chante Salomon 8
1 O ke ou te tankou frè m, ki te souse nan tete a manman m. Si mwen te jwenn ou deyò, mwen ta bo ou; nonplis, pèsòn pa ta denonse m pou sa!
Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on.
2 Mwen ta mennen ou e fè ou antre lakay a manman m ki te konn enstwi mwen an. Mwen ta bay ou diven pafime ki sòti nan ji grenad mwen yo pou ou bwè.
I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate.
3 Kite men goch li rete anba tèt mwen e men dwat li anbrase m.
His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.
4 “Mwen vle nou sèmante, o fi Jérusalem yo, pa fè lanmou a vin leve, ni ankouraje l jiskaske se plezi li.
I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
5 Se ki fi sa a k ap monte sòti nan dezè a, k ap apiye sou cheri li a?” Jenn Fi an Anba pye pòm nan, mwen te fè ou leve; se la manman ou te gen doulè e te fè ou vin parèt.
Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.
6 Mete mwen tankou yon so sou kè ou, tankou yon so sou bra ou. Paske lanmou gen fòs menm jan ak lanmò. Jalouzi sevè tankou Sejou mò yo; lè l pete se tankou dife k ap pete. Vrèman se flanm SENYÈ a. (Sheol h7585)
Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames. (Sheol h7585)
7 Anpil dlo p ap ka etenn lanmou, ni rivyè p ap ka inonde l. Menm si yon nonm ta bay tout richès lakay li pou lanmou, sa ta konplètman meprize.
Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough.
8 Nou gen yon ti sè e li pa gen tete menm; kisa n ap fè pou sè nou an nan jou ke yon moun ta vin pale pou l ta fiyanse avè l?
We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man?
9 Si ti fi a se yon mi, nou va bati yon ranpa fèt an ajan pou antoure l; men, si li se yon pòt, n ap fè yon barikad ak gwo planch bwa sèd.
If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood.
10 Mwen te yon miray e tete mwen te tankou fò yo; konsa, mwen te devni nan zye li kon yon moun ki jwenn lapè.
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come.
11 Salomon te gen yon chan rezen nan Baal-Hamon; Li te bay jerans chan rezen an a gadyen yo. Yo chak te gen pou pote mil sik ajan pou fwi li yo.
Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit.
12 Pwòp chan rezen mwen an se devan m; mil sik ajan yo se pou ou, Salomon ak de-san pou sila ki okipe fwi li yo.
My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred.
13 O ou menm, ki chita nan jaden yo, ansanm ak zanmi mwen yo, kite m tande vwa ou.
You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it.
14 Annou pati, cheri mwen an! Fè tankou yon antilòp, oswa yon jenn sèf sou mòn ki plen epis yo.
Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.
