Ingoma Yezingoma 6
1 Sesiye ngaphi isithandwa sakho wena omuhle kulabo bonke abesifazane? Siqonde ngaphi isithandwa sakho ukuze sikudingise sona?
To where has your beloved gone, O beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned, And we seek him with you?
2 Isithandwa sami sehlele ngesivandeni saso, endimeni yamaluba eziyoliso, ukuzulazula ezivandeni lokuqunta izimbali.
My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Ngingowaso isithandwa sami, laso singesami; uzithokozisa ngoba phakathi kwamaluba.
I [am] my beloved’s, and my beloved [is] mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
4 Umuhle, sithandwa sami, njengeThiza, uthandeka njengeJerusalema, ulesithunzi njengamabutho ephethe uphawu lwempi.
You [are] beautiful, my friend, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
5 Susa amehlo akho kimi; angihubula igwebu. Inwele zakho zinjengomhlambi wembuzi zisehla eGiliyadi.
Turn around your eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Your hair [is] as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
6 Amazinyo akho anjengomhlambi wezimvu zivela geziswa yileyo ihamba laleyo efanana layo; akula ehamba yodwa.
Your teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
7 Izihlathi zakho ezivalwe liveli lakho zinjengezingxenye zesithelo sephomegranathi.
As the work of the pomegranate [is] your temple behind your veil.
8 Kungabe kukhona amakhosikazi angamatshumi ayisithupha, labanye abafazi beceleni abangamatshumi ayisificaminwembili, lezintombi ezipheleleyo ezingelakubalwa;
Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
9 kodwa ijuba lami, opheleleyo wami, wehlukene, nguye yedwa kunina, uyintandokazi yalowo owamzalayo. Izintombi zambona zathi ubusisiwe; amakhosikazi labafazi beceleni bambabaza.
One is my dove, my perfect one, She [is] one of her mother, She [is] the choice one of her that bore her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her blessed, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
10 Ngubani lo oqhamuka njengokusa, omuhle njengenyanga, okhazimula njengelanga, olobukhosi njengezinkanyezi ziludwendwe?
“Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Beautiful as the moon—clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?”
11 Ngehlela esivandeni esilezithelo ezilenkelo ngisiyabona amahlumela esigodini, ngisiyabona ingabe amavini ayesenunkula yini langabe amaphomegranathi ayeseqhakazile na.
To a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see to where the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed—
12 Ngisalibele nje isifiso sami sangibeka ezinqoleni zobukhosi ezabantu bakithi.
I did not know my soul, It made me—chariots of my people Nadib.
13 Phenduka, phenduka, wena mShulamithi; phenduka, phenduka, ukuze sikubuke! Umyeni Liyabe limbukelani umShulamithi kungathi libuka umgido kaMahanayimi?
Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look on you. What do you see in Shulammith?
