Abụ nke Abụ 1
1 Abụ nke abụ nke Solomọn.
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Ya were nsusu niile nke ọnụ ya susuo m ọnụ, nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ụtọ karịa mmanya.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 Mmanụ otite gị niile na-esi isi ọma, aha gị dịka mmanụ isi ụtọ awụpụtara awụpụta, ọ bụghị ihe ịtụnanya na ụmụ agbọghọ hụrụ gị nʼanya.
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 Kpọrọ m, ka mụ na gị soro, ka anyị mee ngwangwa. Ka eze kpọbata m nʼime ụlọ ya. Ndị Enyi Anyị ga-aṅụrị ọṅụ nwekwa obi ụtọ nʼime gị. Anyị ga-eto ịhụnanya gị karịa mmanya. Onye a hụrụ nʼanya Lee nʼizi ezi ka ha nʼahụ gị nʼanya nke ukwuu.
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 Ana m eji nji ma a maara m mma ile anya, unu ụmụ agbọghọ Jerusalem. Adị m nji dịka ụlọ ikwu nke Keda dịka akwa mgbochi dị nʼụlọ Solomọn.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Unu elekwasịla m anya, maka na m na-eji nji. Ọ bụ anwụ gbajiri m. Ụmụnne m ndị ikom were iwe megide m, zipụ m nʼezi ilekọta ubi vaịnị anyị, ma ubi vaịnị nke m ka m na-elekọtaghị.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Gwa m, gị onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ebee ka anụ ụlọ gị na-ata nri? Ebee ka atụrụ gị na-ezu ike nʼetiti ehihie? Nʼihi gị ka m ga-eji dịka nwanyị e kpuchiri ihu nʼetiti igwe anụ ụlọ ndị enyi gị.
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 Ọ bụrụ na ị maghị, gị nwanyị kachasị mma, soro nzọ ụkwụ igwe atụrụ meekwa ka ụmụ ewu gị taa ahịhịa dị nʼakụkụ ụlọ ikwu ndị na-elekọta atụrụ.
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 Ana m atụnyere gị, gị onye m hụrụ nʼanya dịka nne ịnyịnya e kenyere nʼotu ụgbọ agha Fero.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Agba nti gị ka e jiri ọlantị chọọ mma, olu gị kwa ka e jiri nkume dị oke ọnụahịa e doro nʼahịrị chọọ mma.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Anyị ga-emere gị ọlantị dị iche iche nke ọlaedo, nke e ji ọlaọcha chọọ mma.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Mgbe eze nọ na tebul ya, mmanụ isi ọma m tere sijuru ebe niile.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 Onye m hụrụ dị m ka ụda máá e kechiri nʼakpa nke dị nʼetiti ara m abụọ.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 Onye m hụrụ nʼanya dịrị m ka ụyọkọ ukwu okoko henna nke sitere nʼogige ubi vaịnị En-Gedi.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Nʼezie, ị mara mma, onye m hụrụ nʼanya. Leenụ ka ị si maa mma! Anya gị dịka nduru.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ị mara mma nwoke. E, ị mara mma. Ebe ndina anyị dịka ahịhịa ndụ.
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 Ogidi nke ụlọ anyị bụ osisi sida, ntuhie ya bụkwa osisi fịa.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
