Ingoma Yezingoma 2
1 Ngililuba laseSharoni, imbali yasezigodini.
I am a narcissus of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
2 Njengembali phakathi kwameva sinjalo isithandwa sami phakathi kwezintombi.
As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
3 Njengesihlahla se-aphula phakathi kwezihlahla zeganga sinjalo isithandwa sami phakathi kwamajaha. Kumnandi kimi ukuhlala emthunzini waso, lezithelo zakhe ziyahlabusa kimi.
As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons: In his shadow have I rapture and sit down; And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 Useke wangisa endlini yedili, lophawu lwakhe kimi luthando.
He hath brought me to the house of wine, And his banner over me is love.
5 Ngiqinisani ngamavini awonyisiweyo, lingivuselele ngama-aphula, ngoba sengiyathiswa luthando.
Sustain ye me with raisin-cakes, Refresh me with apples; For I am sick of love.
6 Ingalo yakhe yobunxele ngiyiqamele, kuthi ingalo yakhe yokunene ingigonile.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.
7 Madodakazi aseJerusalema, ngiyaliqonqosela ngezimpala langezimpalakazi zeganga. Lingalunyakazisi loba liluvuse uthando luze luzifunele lona.
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
8 Zwanini! Yisithandwa sami! Khangelani! Nansi siyeza, siseqa ezintabeni siqolotsha emaqaqeni.
The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
9 Isithandwa sami sinjengempala loba ithole lomziki. Khangela! Nansiyana simi ngale komduli wakwethu, sikhangele sibona emawindini, silunguza ngezimbotshana.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.
10 Isithandwa sami sakhuluma sathi kimi, “Sukuma, sithandwa sami, wena omuhle, woza sihambe.
My beloved spake and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Khangela! Ubusika sebudlulile; isikhathi sezulu sesidlule.
For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:
12 Amaluba asebonakala emangweni; isikhathi sokuhlabelela kwezinyoni sesifikile, ukukhala kwamajuba sekuzwakala elizweni lakithi.
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of singing is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
13 Umkhiwa usuthela izithelo zawo zakuqala; amavini aqhakazayo aseletha iphunga elimnandi. Sukuma, woza sithandwa sami; wena omuhle wami, woza sihambe.”
The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth [their] fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
14 Juba lami elisezingoxweni zedwala, ekusithekeni kwamawa entaba, akungitshengise ubuso bakho, akungizwise ilizwi lakho; ngoba limnandi ilizwi lakho, lobuso bakho buyabukeka.
My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
15 Sibambeleni amakhanka, amakhanka amancinyane onayo ezivinini, izivini zethu esezithela.
Take us the foxes, The little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in bloom.
16 Isithandwa sami ngesami lami ngingowakhe; uzithokozisa ngoba phakathi kwamaluba.
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
17 Akuze kube emadabukakusa lapho kunyamalala khona izithunzi, phenduka sithandwa sami, ube njengempala loba njengegogo elisengumntwana phezu kwezintaba ezilamakhelekethe.
Until the day dawn, and the shadows flee away. Turn, my beloved: be thou like a gazelle or a young hart, Upon the mountains of Bether.
