Oluyimba 1
1 Oluyimba lwa Sulemaani olusinga ennyimba zonna.
The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Leka annywegere n’emimwa gye kubanga okwagala kwo kusinga envinnyo,
Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
3 n’amafuta go gawunya akaloosa akalungi; erinnya lyo liri ng’amafuta agattululwa, era abawala kyebava bakwagala.
Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
4 Baako ne gy’ontwala, yanguwa! Kabaka ansembezezza kumpi nnyo antutte mu bisenge bye. Abemikwano Tunaasanyuka ne tukujagulizaamu; era tunaatendereza okwagala kwo okusinga envinnyo. Omwagalwa Nga batuufu okukwegomba!
Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
5 Ndi muddugavu, ndi mulungi, Mmwe abawala ba Yerusaalemi muli ng’eweema ez’e Kedali, era ng’entimbe za Sulemaani.
I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Temuntunuulira kubanga ndi muddugavu, olw’okuba omusana gunjokezza. Batabani ba mmange baansunguwalira; ne bandagira okukuuma ennimiro ez’emizabbibu. Ennimiro yange ngigayaaliridde.
Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.
7 Ntegeeza ggwe gwe njagala, gy’oliisiza ekisibo kyo, ne gy’owumuliza endiga zo mu ssaawa ez’omu ttuntu. Lwaki mbeera ng’omukazi eyeebisse amaaso nga nninaanye ebisibo eby’abanywanyi bo?
Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?
8 Bw’oba nga tomanyi, ggwe omukyala asinga bonna obulungi, goberera ekkubo endiga lye zikutte, ogende oliisize embuzi zo ento, okumpi n’eweema z’abasumba.
If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.
9 Omwagalwa wange, nkugeraageranya n’embalaasi esika amagaali ga Falaawo.
I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
10 Amatama go galabika bulungi ng’oyambadde ebikomo eby’oku matu, n’ensingo yo nerabika bulungi ng’erimu eby’omu bulago eby’omuwendo.
Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
11 Tunaakukolera eby’oku matu ebya zaabu, nga birina amapeesa aga ffeeza.
We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
12 Kabaka bwe yali ng’atudde ku mmeeza ye, akawoowo kange ne kamuwunyira bulungi.
While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
13 Muganzi wange ali ng’ensawo eya kaloosa aka mooli gye ndi, ng’awummulidde mu kifuba kyange.
As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
14 Muganzi wange ali ng’ekiganda eky’ebimuli ebya kofera ebivudde mu nnimiro ez’emizabbibu ez’e Engedi.
My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
15 Laba, oli mubalagavu, omwagalwa wange oli mubalagavu olabika bulungi. Amaaso go mayiba.
See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
16 Olabika bulungi muganzi wange, era onsanyusa. Ekitanda kyaffe kya muddo muto.
See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
17 Emikiikiro gy’ennyumba yaffe mivule, n’enzooba zaffe nkanaga.
Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.
