Waƙar Waƙoƙi 5
1 Na zo lambuna,’yar’uwata, amaryata; na tattara mur nawa da kayan yajina. Na sha zumana da kuma kakinsa na sha ruwan inabina da kuma madarana. Ƙawaye Ku ci, ku kuma sha, ya ku ƙawaye; ku sha ku ƙoshi, ya ƙaunatattu.
I have come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh, with my spice; I have eaten my honey-comb with my honey; I have drank my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yes, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2 Na yi barci amma zuciyata tana a farke. Ku saurara! Ƙaunataccena yana ƙwanƙwasa ƙofa. “Buɗe mini,’yar’uwata, ƙaunatacciyata, kurciyata, marar laifina. Kaina ya jiƙe da raɓa, gashina ya yi danshin ɗiɗɗigar dare.”
I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
3 Na tuɓe rigata, sai in sāke sa ta kuma? Na wanke ƙafafuna, sai in sāke ɓata su?
I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4 Ƙaunataccena ya turo hannunsa ta cikin ramin ƙofar; zuciyata ta fara juyayi a kansa.
My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
5 Na tashi don in buɗe wa ƙaunataccena, sai hannuna ya jiƙe sharkaf da mur, yatsotsina suna ɗiga da mur, a hannuwan ƙofar.
I rose up to open to my beloved: and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet-smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6 Na buɗe wa ƙaunataccena ƙofa, amma ƙaunataccena ba ya nan, ya riga ya tafi. Zuciyata ta damu da tafiyarsa. Na neme shi amma ban same shi ba. Na yi ta kiransa amma bai amsa ba.
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spoke: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7 Masu gadi suka gamu da ni yayinda suke kai kawo a cikin birni. Suka yi mini dūka, suka yi mini rauni; suka ƙwace gyalena waɗannan masu gadin katanga!
The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my vail from me.
8 ’Yan matan Urushalima, ina roƙonku, in kun sami ƙaunataccena me za ku ce masa? Ku ce masa na suma saboda ƙauna.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick with love.
9 Mafiya kyau a cikin mata me ya sa ƙaunataccenki ya fi sauran? Don me kike roƙonmu mu faɗa masa yadda kike ji?
What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10 Ƙaunataccena kyakkyawa ne ƙaƙƙarfa kuma, da ƙyar a sami irinsa ɗaya a cikin dubu goma.
My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
11 Kansa zinariya ce zalla; gashinsa dogaye ne baƙi wuluk kamar hankaka.
His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
12 Idanunsa sun yi kamar na kurciyoyin da suke kusa da ruwan rafi, da aka wanke da madara aka kuma kafa kamar kayan ado masu daraja.
His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
13 Kumatunsa kamar lambun kayan yaji suna ba da turare. Leɓunansa sun yi kamar furen bi-rana suna ɗiga da mur.
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet-smelling myrrh.
14 Hannuwansa kamar sandunan zinariyar da aka sa musu duwatsu masu daraja. Jikinsa ya yi kamar gogaggen hauren giwan da aka yi masa ado da duwatsun saffaya.
His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
15 Ƙafafunsa sun yi kamar ginshiƙan dutsen alabastar da aka kafa su a cikin rammukar zinariya. Kamanninsa ya yi kamar Lebanon, mafi kyau kamar itacen al’ul nasa.
His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16 Bakinsa zaƙi ne kansa; komensa yana da kyau. Haka ƙaunataccena, abokina, yake’yan matan Urushalima.
His mouth [is] most sweet: yes, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
