Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 2
1 Izaho dia voninkazo eny an-tanety ihany sy lilia eny an-dohasaha.
I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
2 Toy ny lilia eo amin’ ny tsilo, dia toy izany tompokovavy havako eo amin’ ny zazavavy.
[[Lov.]] As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
3 Toy ny hazo poma amin’ ny hazo any an’ ala, dia toy izany ny malalako eo amin’ ny zatovo. Mahafinaritra ahy indrindra ny mipetraka eo ambanin’ ny alokalony, sady mamy ao am-bavako ny voany.
[[M.]] As the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I love to sit down, And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 Nentiny ho ao an-tranon-divay aho, ary ny fanevany eo amboniko dia fitiavana.
He hath brought me to his banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love. Strengthen me with raisins,
5 Hatanjaho amin’ ampempam-boaloboka aho, ary velombelomy amin’ ny poma aho, fa mararim-pitia.
Refresh me with apples! For I am sick with love.
6 Aoka ny tànany ankavia hanondana ahy, ary aoka ny tànany ankavanana hanohona ahy.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraceth me!
7 Mampianiana anareo amin’ ny gazela na amin’ ny dieravavy any an-tsaha aho, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema: Aza manaitra na mamoha ny fitiavana raha tsy efa sitrapony.
[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!
8 Injay, ny feon’ ilay malalako! Indro, tamy izy ka miantsambotsambotra eny an-tendrombohitra ary mitsambitimbikina eny amin’ ny havoana.
[[M.]] The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding upon the hills.
9 Ny malalako dia tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora; Indro, mijanona eo ala-tranonay izy, mitsidika eo am-baravarankely, manarangarana eo amin’ ny makarakara.
Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
10 Niteny ny malalako ka nanao tamiko hoe: Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary!
My beloved speaketh, and saith to me, “Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!
11 Fa, indro, lasa ny ririnina, ritra tsy misy intsony ny ranonorana;
For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone;
12 Miposaka eo amin’ ny tany ny voninkazo; Tonga ny taona fanaovam-peo fifaliana, ary re atỳ amin’ ny tanintsika ny feon’ ny domohina.
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 Ny aviavy mahamanitra ny voany tanora, mamony ny voaloboka ka mamerovero tsara. Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary!
The fig-tree is spicing its green fruit; The vines in blossom give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
14 E, ry voromailalako ao amin’ ny tsefatsefaky ny harambato, dia ao amin’ ny fialokalofana amin’ ny fiakarana mideza, aoka hahita ny endrikao sy handre ny feonao aho; Fa mamy ny feonao, sady mahafinaritra ny endrikao.
O my dove, that art in the recesses of the rock, In the hiding-places of the steep craggy mountain, Let me see thy face, Let me hear thy voice! For sweet is thy voice, And thy face lovely.”
15 Sambory ny amboahaolo, dia ireo amboahaolo madinika izay manimba ny tanim-boaloboka; Fa efa mamony izao ny voalobotsika.
Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines; For our vines are now in blossom.
16 Ahy ny malalako, ary azy aho, dia ilay miandry ny ondriny eny amin’ ny lilia.
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth among the lilies.
17 Mandra-pangatsiatsiaky ny andro, ka efa hilentika ny masoandro, mitodiha, ry ilay malalako, ary aoka ho tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitra be hantsana ianao.
When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.
