Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 6
1 Nankaiza ny malalanao, ry tsara tarehy amin’ ny vehivavy? Nivily nankaiza ny malalanao? Mba hiarahanay aminao hitady azy.
Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?
2 Lasa nidina ho any an-tsahany ny malalako, dia any amin’ ny tanim-boninkazo misy zava-manitra eo an-tsaha, hiandry ny ondriny eny amin’ ny tanimboly sy hioty ny lilia.
My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.
3 An’ ny malalako aho, ary ahy ny malalako, dia ilay miandry ny ondry andiany eny amin’ ny lilia.
I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.
4 Tsara tarehy tahaka an’ i Tirza ianao, ry tompokovavy havako, eny, tsara tarehy tahaka an’ i Jerosalema, mahatahotra toy ny antokon’ ny miaramila mitondra faneva.
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.
5 Avilio ny masonao tsy hijery ahy, Fa mampiontanontana ny foko izy; Ny volonao dia tahaka ny osy andiany, izay mandriandry eny ankilan’ i Gileada.
Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
6 Ny nifinao dia tahaka ny ondrivavy andiany, izay miakatra avy eo amin’ ny fampandroana; Samy kambana avy ireo. Fa tsy misy tsy mana-manana,
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
7 Tahaka ny hasin’ ampongabendanitra ny takolakao eo amin’ ny fisalobonanao.
Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.
8 Misy mpanjakavavy enim-polo sy vaditsindrano valo-polo ary zatovovavy tsy hita isa.
There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.
9 Fa iray monja kosa no voromailalako, dia ilay ahy tsy misy kilema, vavy tokan-dreniny sady tsongaina amin’ izay naterany. Ny zazavavy nahita azy ka nanao azy ho sambatra, eny, ny mpanjakavavy sy ny vaditsindrano, ka nidera azy.
My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.
10 Iza moa io vehivavy mitsidika toy ny maraina, izay tsara tarehy tahaka ny volana, madio toy ny masoandro sady mahatahotra toy ny antokon’ ny miaramila mitondra faneva?
Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?
11 Lasa nidina nantany an-tsaha tsara hazo aho, hijerijery ny zava-maitso an-dohasaha, hizaha raha mitsimoka ny voaloboka sy mamony ny ampongabendanitra.
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.
12 Tsy nampoiziko ny nanandratan’ ny fanahiko ahy ho eo amin’ ny kalesin’ ny fireneko be voninahitra.
Before I was conscious of it, ...
13 Miverena, miverena, ry Solemita; Miverena, miverena, mba hijerenay anao. Inona no hitanareo amin’ ny Solemita? Dihy tahaka ny an’ i Mahanaima.
Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.
