Loyembo ya Salomo 1
1 Oyo nde nzembo oyo eleki kitoko kati na banzembo ya Salomo.
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Tika ete bibebu na yo epesa ngai beze, pamba te bolingo na yo eleki vino na elengi.
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 Solo ya malasi na yo ezali kitoko, mobimba na yo ezali lokola solo ya malasi ya kitoko oyo epanzani; yango wana bilenge basi balingaka yo!
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 Tokende na yo elongo, tokima mbangu! Mokonzi akotisi ngai na bashambre na ye! Tovanda elongo na esengo mpe tosepela na tina na yo, tosanzola bolingo na yo, oyo eleki vino ya kitoko na elengi. Solo, ezali na pamba te nde basi balulaka yo!
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 Oh bilenge basi ya Yelusalemi, nazali mwindo, kasi nazali kitoko! Solo, nazali mwindo lokola bandako ya kapo ya Kedari, lokola barido ya kitoko na ndako ya kapo ya Salomo.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Kokamwa ngai te mpo ete nazali mwindo, pamba te moyi nde eyindisi ngai. Bana mibali ya mama na ngai basilikelaki ngai, bakomisaki ngai mokengeli bilanga ya vino. Solo, bilanga na ngai moko ya vino, nazalaki kokoka lisusu te kokengela yango.
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 Oh mobali oyo ngai nalingaka, yebisa ngai esika nini oleisaka bibwele na yo, esika nini opemisaka bampate na yo na midi! Mpo na nini nazala lokola mwasi oyo azali koyengayenga sima na bibwele ya baninga na yo?
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 Oh mwasi oyo aleki basi nyonso na kitoko, soki oyebi yango te, landa kaka matambe ya bibwele, na banzela oyo yango elekeli, mpe leisa bana bantaba ya basi na yo pembeni ya bandako ya kapo ya babateli bibwele.
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 Oh bolingo na ngai, nazali komona yo lokola mpunda ya mwasi oyo ebendaka shar ya Faraon.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Matama na yo ezalaka kitoko kati na biloko ya matoyi, mpe kingo na yo ebongaka na mayaka.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Tokolukela yo biloko ya matoyi ya wolo oyo batia bambuma ya mike-mike ya palata.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Tango mokonzi azalaki kolia na mesa na ye, malasi na ngai ya nare ezalaki kopanza solo na yango ya kitoko.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 Molingami na ngai azali mpo na ngai lokola liboke ya malasi ya mire, akolekisa butu na ye na kati-kati ya mabele na ngai.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 Molingami na ngai azali mpo na ngai lokola liboke ya bambuma ya ene oyo ewutaka na bilanga ya vino ya Eyini-Gedi.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Oh mwasi na ngai ya motema, ozali kitoko! Solo, ozali penza kitoko makasi! Miso na yo elala lokola ebenga.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Mobali na ngai, tala ndenge nini ozali kitoko! Ozali penza elengi. Mbeto na biso ezali nde matiti ya mobesu,
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 makonzi ya ndako na biso esalemi na banzete ya sedele, mpe balate na yango, na banzete ya sipele.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
