Ingoma Yezingoma 2
1 Ngililuba laseSharoni, imbali yasezigodini.
As a lily among the thorns,
2 Njengembali phakathi kwameva sinjalo isithandwa sami phakathi kwezintombi.
So [is] my friend 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 a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
4 Useke wangisa endlini yedili, lophawu lwakhe kimi luthando.
He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
5 Ngiqinisani ngamavini awonyisiweyo, lingivuselele ngama-aphula, ngoba sengiyathiswa luthando.
Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
6 Ingalo yakhe yobunxele ngiyiqamele, kuthi ingalo yakhe yokunene ingigonile.
His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
7 Madodakazi aseJerusalema, ngiyaliqonqosela ngezimpala langezimpalakazi zeganga. Lingalunyakazisi loba liluvuse uthando luze luzifunele lona.
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
8 Zwanini! Yisithandwa sami! Khangelani! Nansi siyeza, siseqa ezintabeni siqolotsha emaqaqeni.
The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, 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 to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
10 Isithandwa sami sakhuluma sathi kimi, “Sukuma, sithandwa sami, wena omuhle, woza sihambe.
My beloved hath answered and said to me, 'Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
11 Khangela! Ubusika sebudlulile; isikhathi sezulu sesidlule.
For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.
12 Amaluba asebonakala emangweni; isikhathi sokuhlabelela kwezinyoni sesifikile, ukukhala kwamajuba sekuzwakala elizweni lakithi.
The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was 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 hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, 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 clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice [is] sweet, and thy appearance comely.
15 Sibambeleni amakhanka, amakhanka amancinyane onayo ezivinini, izivini zethu esezithela.
Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
16 Isithandwa sami ngesami lami ngingowakhe; uzithokozisa ngoba phakathi kwamaluba.
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
17 Akuze kube emadabukakusa lapho kunyamalala khona izithunzi, phenduka sithandwa sami, ube njengempala loba njengegogo elisengumntwana phezu kwezintaba ezilamakhelekethe.
Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
