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,
Oh that he might kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy caresses are more pleasant than wine.
3 n’amafuta go gawunya akaloosa akalungi; erinnya lyo liri ng’amafuta agattululwa, era abawala kyebava bakwagala.
To the smell are thy fragrant oils pleasant, [like] precious oil poured forth is thy name [famous afar]: therefore do maidens love thee.
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!
Oh draw me, after thee will we run: the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will recall thy caresses, more [pleasant] than wine; without deceit [all] love thee.—
5 Ndi muddugavu, ndi mulungi, Mmwe abawala ba Yerusaalemi muli ng’eweema ez’e Kedali, era ng’entimbe za Sulemaani.
Black am I, yet comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like 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.
Look not so at me, because I am somewhat black, because the sun hath looked fiercely at me: my mother's children were angry with me; they appointed me to be keeper of the vineyards; but my vineyard, which is my own, have I 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?
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest? where lettest thou thy flock rest at noon? for why should I appear like a veiled mourner by the flocks of thy companions?—
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 thou knowest this not, O thou fairest of women, go but forth in the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids around the shepherds' dwellings.—
9 Omwagalwa wange, nkugeraageranya n’embalaasi esika amagaali ga Falaawo.
Unto the horse in Pharaoh's chariot do I compare thee, my beloved.
10 Amatama go galabika bulungi ng’oyambadde ebikomo eby’oku matu, n’ensingo yo nerabika bulungi ng’erimu eby’omu bulago eby’omuwendo.
Comely are thy cheeks between strings [of pearls], thy neck with rows [of jewels].
11 Tunaakukolera eby’oku matu ebya zaabu, nga birina amapeesa aga ffeeza.
Chains of gold will we make for thee with studs of silver.—
12 Kabaka bwe yali ng’atudde ku mmeeza ye, akawoowo kange ne kamuwunyira bulungi.
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its [pleasant] smell.
13 Muganzi wange ali ng’ensawo eya kaloosa aka mooli gye ndi, ng’awummulidde mu kifuba kyange.
A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.
14 Muganzi wange ali ng’ekiganda eky’ebimuli ebya kofera ebivudde mu nnimiro ez’emizabbibu ez’e Engedi.
A copher-cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of 'En-gedi.—
15 Laba, oli mubalagavu, omwagalwa wange oli mubalagavu olabika bulungi. Amaaso go mayiba.
Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.—
16 Olabika bulungi muganzi wange, era onsanyusa. Ekitanda kyaffe kya muddo muto.
Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is [made in the] green [wood].
17 Emikiikiro gy’ennyumba yaffe mivule, n’enzooba zaffe nkanaga.
The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress-trees.
