Ingoma Yezingoma 2
1 Ngililuba laseSharoni, imbali yasezigodini.
I am the rose of Sharon, and the 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. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 Useke wangisa endlini yedili, lophawu lwakhe kimi luthando.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
5 Ngiqinisani ngamavini awonyisiweyo, lingivuselele ngama-aphula, ngoba sengiyathiswa luthando.
Stay me with flagons, comfort 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 does embrace me.
7 Madodakazi aseJerusalema, ngiyaliqonqosela ngezimpala langezimpalakazi zeganga. Lingalunyakazisi loba liluvuse uthando luze luzifunele lona.
I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you 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 comes leaping on the mountains, skipping on 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 roe or a young hart: behold, he stands behind our wall, he looks forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.
10 Isithandwa sami sakhuluma sathi kimi, “Sukuma, sithandwa sami, wena omuhle, woza sihambe.
My beloved spoke, and said to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Khangela! Ubusika sebudlulile; isikhathi sezulu sesidlule.
For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 Amaluba asebonakala emangweni; isikhathi sokuhlabelela kwezinyoni sesifikile, ukukhala kwamajuba sekuzwakala elizweni lakithi.
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 Umkhiwa usuthela izithelo zawo zakuqala; amavini aqhakazayo aseletha iphunga elimnandi. Sukuma, woza sithandwa sami; wena omuhle wami, woza sihambe.”
The fig tree puts 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 Juba lami elisezingoxweni zedwala, ekusithekeni kwamawa entaba, akungitshengise ubuso bakho, akungizwise ilizwi lakho; ngoba limnandi ilizwi lakho, lobuso bakho buyabukeka.
O my dove, that are in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see your countenance, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is comely.
15 Sibambeleni amakhanka, amakhanka amancinyane onayo ezivinini, izivini zethu esezithela.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
16 Isithandwa sami ngesami lami ngingowakhe; uzithokozisa ngoba phakathi kwamaluba.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feeds 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 break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be you like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bether.
