Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 1
1 Ty Sabo talango’ i Selomò.
The Song of Songs, which is by Solomon.
2 Apoho hañorok’ahy re amo orok’ am-palie’eo! Fa soa te amo divaio ty fikokoa’o.
[[M.]] O that he would kiss me with one of the kisses of his mouth! For thy love is better than wine.
3 Mandrifondrifoñe o mena-pañosora’oo, rano máñitse nailiñe ty tahina’o, izay ty ikokoa’ o somondrarao azo.
Because of the savor of thy precious perfumes, (Thy name is like fragrant oil poured forth, ) Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Kozozoto iraho, antao halisa; Nandese’ i mpanjakay mb’añ’efets’ efen’anjomba’e ao. Hañonjoñ’ azo zahay naho hirebeke, honjone’ay ambone’ ty hamañin-divay. An-kahiti’e ty fikokoa’ iareo azo.
Draw me after thee; let us run! The king hath led me to his chambers! We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will praise thy love more than wine. Justly do they love thee!
5 Mainte iraho, naho ginoke, ry anak’ampela’ Ierosalaimeo, manahake o kiboho’ i Kedareo, hambañe amo lamba’ fañefe’ i Selomoo.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Ko mangarek’ ahy ami’ty hamaintelèñeko, ie nisamb’ ahy i àndroy. Niboseha’ o ana-dahin-drenekoo iraho, nampañalahala’ iareo o tanem-baheo, vaho namoeako ka i tanem-bahekoy!
Gaze not upon me because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me! My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; My vineyard, my own, have I not kept.
7 Saontsio amako, ry fikokoam-piaiko, Aia ty fiandraza’o, i fampandrea’ o an’tsingilingilieñey? Amy te ino ty hitsikombeako ty mpisaron’ tarehe marine’ o lia-rain-drañe’oo?
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou leadest it to rest at noon; For why should I be like a veiled one by the flocks of thy companions?
8 Aa naho tsy fohi’o, ry hatsomerentseren’ampelao, le tinoño ty lia’ i lia-raikey vaho andrazo marine’ o kibohom- piarakeo o vik’ose’oo.
[[Lad.]] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents!
9 Ry kokoako, Ampanahafeko ami’ty renen-tsoavala amo sarete’ i Paròo,
[[Lov.]] To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!
10 Fanjaka o fifi’oo ty amo hangehangeo, ty vozo’o miravake vatosoa.
Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.
11 Hitsenea’ay bangem-bolamena nihamineñe volafoty.
Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.
12 Ie nandre an-tihi’e eo i mpanjakay, ro nañakara’ i ramekoy i hañi’ey.
[[M.]] While the king reclineth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 Hoe sandrifen-drame mandre añivo’ o nonokoo i kokoakoy.
A bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide between my breasts.
14 Fitoborom-boñen-tseva an-tanem-balobo’ i En-Gedy ao i kokoakoy.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.
15 Akore ty hamozohozo’o, o kokoakoo, Hen! ty hatrenotreno’o; deho o maso’oo.
[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.
16 Toe tsomerentseren-drehe kokoakoo, vata’e miehañe; maindoñe ty fandrean-tikañe;
[[M.]] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.
17 Mendoraveñe o fahan-trañon-tikañeo, akao o tapena’eo.
The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.
