Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 2
1 Somontsoin-tSaròne iraho, vare-mañim-bavatàne.
I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2 Manahake o mañidè am-po’ fatikeo i kokoakoy amo somondrarao.
As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
3 Manahake ty takoko amo hatae añ’alao ty kokoako amo ajalahio. Tsy nahay avao iraho te nitoboke an-talinjo’e eo, nimamy an-pitsopehañ’aze o voa’eo.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
4 Nasese’e mb’añ’anjomban- tsabadidake mb’eo raho le nampialofe’e ambanen’ alokalom-pikokoa’e ao.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
5 Fahano zizimo iraho, ampanintsiño an-takoko, fa nampitoiram-pikokoan-draho.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick with love.
6 Iondanan-dohako ty fità’e havia, mamelek’ ahy ty fitàn-kavana’e.
His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 Afantoko ama’ areo ry anak’ampela’ Ierosalaimeo, ty amo farasio naho o tsakan-kivokeo; ko tsekafe’ areo ndra ampibarakaohe’ areo o fikokoañeo am-para’ te irie’e!
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
8 Inao i kokoakoy! Heheke, mb’ etoan-dre, mitsamboatsamboañe amo vohitseo, mbore vokone’e o tambohoo.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 Manahake o farasio ndra ty fanaloke tora’e i kokoakoy; hehe t’ie mijohañe an-kalo’ o kijolin-tikañeo, mitangirik’ amo lalan-kedeo, mitilihitse amo tsingarakarakeo.
My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10 Tinoi’ i kokoakoy iraho ami’ty hoe: Miongaha ry kokoako, i hatsomerentserekoy, antao:
My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 fa nihak’ añe i asotriy, fa tampetse i orañey, le añe.
For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone.
12 Misodeha an-tane ey o voñeo, le fa totsake ty sam-pañetefañe, vaho fa mivolañe an-tanen-tika atoy i lovey.
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 Fa somaraveñe o voa’ i sakoañeio, naho mibotiboty iaby o vaheo, vaho mampiboele o harifondrifo’eo; miavota ry kokoako, ry tsaratseake, misitaha mb’etoa.
The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 O dehoko, an-tseram-batoo: an-tsifitsifi’ o tevañeo, ee te ho treako ty tarehe’o, lonike te hitsanoñe ty feo’o, ry talango am-peo naho soa vintañeo.
O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.
15 Tsepaho ho antika o fanalokeo, o fanaloke bory mampianto tanem-baheo, fa mamòñe i tanem-bahen-tikañey.
Take for us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
16 Ahiko i kokoakoy, aze ka iraho: ie mampiandrazeñe amo vindao.
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17 Ampara’ te mitiotioke i àndroy vaho misomarike o talinjoo, ry kokoako, mitoliha, tsikombeo i farasiy ndra i fanaloke tora’e an-tevam-bohitsey.
Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
