Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 1
1 Ty Sabo talango’ i Selomò.
The Song of Songs, that [is] Solomon's.
2 Apoho hañorok’ahy re amo orok’ am-palie’eo! Fa soa te amo divaio ty fikokoa’o.
Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] thy loves than wine.
3 Mandrifondrifoñe o mena-pañosora’oo, rano máñitse nailiñe ty tahina’o, izay ty ikokoa’ o somondrarao azo.
For fragrance [are] thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out — thy name, Therefore have virgins loved 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 we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!
5 Mainte iraho, naho ginoke, ry anak’ampela’ Ierosalaimeo, manahake o kiboho’ i Kedareo, hambañe amo lamba’ fañefe’ i Selomoo.
Dark [am] I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as 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!
Fear me not, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard — my own — I have 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?
Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks 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.
If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!
9 Ry kokoako, Ampanahafeko ami’ty renen-tsoavala amo sarete’ i Paròo,
To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
10 Fanjaka o fifi’oo ty amo hangehangeo, ty vozo’o miravake vatosoa.
Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
11 Hitsenea’ay bangem-bolamena nihamineñe volafoty.
Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!
12 Ie nandre an-tihi’e eo i mpanjakay, ro nañakara’ i ramekoy i hañi’ey.
While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
13 Hoe sandrifen-drame mandre añivo’ o nonokoo i kokoakoy.
A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.
14 Fitoborom-boñen-tseva an-tanem-balobo’ i En-Gedy ao i kokoakoy.
A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
15 Akore ty hamozohozo’o, o kokoakoo, Hen! ty hatrenotreno’o; deho o maso’oo.
Lo, thou [art] fair, my friend, Lo, thou [art] fair, thine eyes [are] doves!
16 Toe tsomerentseren-drehe kokoakoo, vata’e miehañe; maindoñe ty fandrean-tikañe;
Lo, thou [art] fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch [is] green,
17 Mendoraveñe o fahan-trañon-tikañeo, akao o tapena’eo.
The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
