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 has your beloved gone, most beautiful among women? In what direction has your beloved gone, so that we may seek 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 beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.
3 An’ ny malalako aho, ary ahy ny malalako, dia ilay miandry ny ondry andiany eny amin’ ny lilia.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
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 as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.
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.
Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from the slopes 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 ewes coming up from the washing place. Each one has a twin, and none among them is bereaved.
7 Tahaka ny hasin’ ampongabendanitra ny takolakao eo amin’ ny fisalobonanao.
Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
8 Misy mpanjakavavy enim-polo sy vaditsindrano valo-polo ary zatovovavy tsy hita isa.
There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women 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 undefiled, is the only one; she is the only daughter of her mother; she is the favorite one of the woman who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines saw her also, and they praised her:
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 this who appears like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as bright as the sun, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners?”
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 grove of nut trees to see the young growth in the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, and whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Tsy nampoiziko ny nanandratan’ ny fanahiko ahy ho eo amin’ ny kalesin’ ny fireneko be voninahitra.
I was so happy that I felt I was riding in the chariot of a prince.
13 Miverena, miverena, ry Solemita; Miverena, miverena, mba hijerenay anao. Inona no hitanareo amin’ ny Solemita? Dihy tahaka ny an’ i Mahanaima.
Turn back, turn back, you perfect woman; turn back, turn back so that we may gaze on you. The woman speaking to the friends Why do you gaze on the perfect woman, as if on the dance between two armies?
