Waƙar Waƙoƙi 2
1 Ni furen bi-rana ne na Sharon, furen bi-rana na kwari.
[SHE] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.
2 Kamar furen bi-rana a cikin ƙayayyuwa haka ƙaunatacciyata take a cikin’yan mata.
[HE] As a lily among thorns, So, is my fair one, among the daughters!
3 Kamar itacen gawasa a cikin itatuwan jeji haka ƙaunataccena yake a cikin samari. Ina farin ciki in zauna a inuwarsa,’ya’yan itacensa suna da daɗin ɗanɗanon da nake so
[SHE] As an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.
4 Ya kai ni babban zauren da ake liyafa, ƙauna ita ce tutarsa a gare ni.
He hath brought me into the house of wine, and, his banner over me, is love.
5 Ka ƙarfafa ni da zabibi ka wartsake ni da gawasa, gama ina suma don ƙauna.
Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, —for sick with love, I am.
6 Hannunsa na hagu yana a ƙarƙashin kaina, hannunsa na dama kuma ya rungume ni.
His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me!
7 ’Yan matan Urushalima, ku yi mini alkawari da bareyi da ƙishimai na jeji. Ba za ku tā da ko ku farka ƙauna ba sai haka ya zama lalle.
[HE] I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, —That ye wake not, nor arouse, the dear love until she please!
8 Saurara! Ƙaunataccena! Duba! Ga shi ya iso, yana tsalle a duwatsu, yana rawa a bisa tuddai.
[SHE] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh, —leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9 Ƙaunataccena yana kama da barewa ko sagarin ƙishimi Duba! Ga shi can tsaye a bayan katangarmu, yana leƙe ta tagogi, yana kallo ta cikin asabari.
Resembleth, my beloved, a gazelle, or a young stag, —Lo! here he is, standing behind our wall, looking in at the windows, peeping in at the lattice.
10 Ƙaunataccena ya yi magana ya ce mini, “Tashi, ƙaunatacciyata, kyakkyawata, ki zo tare da ni.
Responded my beloved, and said to me, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away,
11 Duba! Damina ta wuce; ruwan sama ya ɗauke ya kuma ƙare.
For lo, the winter, is past, —the rain, is over, [and] gone;
12 Furanni sun hudo a duniya; lokaci yin waƙa ya zo, ana jin kukan kurciyoyi ko’ina a ƙasarmu.
The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring-song, hath come, —and, the voice of the turtle, is heard in our land;
13 Itacen ɓaure ya fid da’ya’yansa da sauri; tohon inabi suna ba da ƙanshinsu. Tashi, zo, ƙaunatacciyata; kyakkyawata, zo tare da ni.”
The fig-tree, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines—all blossom, yield fragrance, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away!
14 Kurciyata a kogon dutse, a wuraren ɓuya a gefen dutse, nuna mini fuskarki, bari in ji muryarki; gama muryarki da daɗi take, fuskarki kuma kyakkyawa ce.
[HE] O my dove! In the retreats of the crag, in the hiding-place of the terrace, Let me see thy form, Let me hear thy voice, —For, thy voice, is sweet, and, thy form, comely.
15 Kama mana ɓeraye, ƙananan ɓerayen da suke lalatar da gonakin inabi, gonakin inabinmu da suke cikin yin fure.
[BOTH] Take ye for us, the foxes, the little foxes that are spoiling the vines, —and, our vines, are all blossom!
16 Ƙaunataccena nawa ne ni kuma tasa ce; yana kiwon garkensa a cikin furannin bi-rana.
[SHE] My beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among lilies!
17 Sai gari ya waye inuwa kuma ta watse, ka juye, ƙaunataccena, ka zama kamar barewa ko kamar sagarin ƙishimi a kan tuddai masu ciyawa.
Until the day, breathe, and the shadows, be lengthened, Again, liken thyself, my beloved, to a gazelle, or to a young stag, upon the cleft mountains.
