Tonon-kiran'i Solomona 1
1 Ty Sabo talango’ i Selomò.
The song of songs, which 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 the kisses of his mouth: for your 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 savour of your good ointments your name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love you.
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, we will run after you: the king has brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine: the upright love you.
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 all of you 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!
Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun has looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard 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, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you make your flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turns aside by the flocks of your 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 you know not, O you fairest among women, go your way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed your kids beside the shepherds' tents.
9 Ry kokoako, Ampanahafeko ami’ty renen-tsoavala amo sarete’ i Paròo,
I have compared you, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Fanjaka o fifi’oo ty amo hangehangeo, ty vozo’o miravake vatosoa.
Your cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.
11 Hitsenea’ay bangem-bolamena nihamineñe volafoty.
We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 Ie nandre an-tihi’e eo i mpanjakay, ro nañakara’ i ramekoy i hañi’ey.
While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.
13 Hoe sandrifen-drame mandre añivo’ o nonokoo i kokoakoy.
A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
14 Fitoborom-boñen-tseva an-tanem-balobo’ i En-Gedy ao i kokoakoy.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Akore ty hamozohozo’o, o kokoakoo, Hen! ty hatrenotreno’o; deho o maso’oo.
Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.
16 Toe tsomerentseren-drehe kokoakoo, vata’e miehañe; maindoñe ty fandrean-tikañe;
Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 Mendoraveñe o fahan-trañon-tikañeo, akao o tapena’eo.
The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
