Weedduu 5
1 Yaa obboleettii ko, misirrittii ko, ani dhufee biqiltuu koo seeneera; ani qumbii koo urgooftuu koo wajjin walitti qabadheera. Ani dhaaba damma koo nadhii isaa wajjin nyaadheera; daadhii wayinii koos aannan koo wajjin dhugeera. Michoota Yaa michoota, nyaadhaa dhugaa; jaalalas dhugaa quufaa.
I enter my garden, my sister, my bride! I gather myrrh with my spice. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink wine with my milk. Let us eat our fill of love! Let us be drunk with love!
2 Ani rafeera; garaan koo garuu dammaqeera. Mee dhaggeeffadhaa! Michuun koo balbala rurrukutaa jiraatii; inni akkana jedha; “Yaa obboleettii ko, miidhagduu ko, gugee koo kan mudaa hin qabne, balbala naaf bani. Mataan koo fixeensaan, rifeensi koos jiidha halkaniitiin tortoreera.”
Though I was asleep, my mind was racing. I heard my love knocking, and calling out, “Please open the door, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect love. My head is soaked with dew, my hair is wet from the night mist.”
3 Ani uffata koo of irraa baaseera; akkamittan deebisee uffadha ree? Miilla koo dhiqadheera; akkamittan deebisee xureessa ree?
I replied, “I've already got undressed. I don't have to get dressed again, do I? I've already washed my feet. I don't have to make them dirty again, do I?”
4 Michuun koo qaawwa balbalaatiin harka galche; lapheen koo isaaf ni dhaʼate.
My love thrust his hand into the opening. Deep inside I longed for him.
5 Ani michuu kootiif balbala banuuf nan kaʼe; qabannoo balbalaa irrattis harka koo irraa qumbiin, quba koo irraa immoo qumbiin dhangalaʼaan coccobe.
I got up to let my love in. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, as I grabbed the handles of the bolt.
6 Ani michuu kootiif balbala nan bane; michuun koo garuu achi hin jiru; inni deemeera. Deemuu isaattis garaan koo ni rifate. Ani isa nan barbaade; garuu hin arganne. Ani isa nan waame; inni garuu hin owwaanne.
I opened up to my love, but he had left—he was gone! I was crushed as a result. I looked for him but I couldn't find him. I called him but he didn't answer.
7 Eegdonni utuu magaalaa keessa naannaʼanuu na argan. Isaanis na reebanii na madeessan; warri dallaa eegan sunis wayyaa koo narraa baafatan!
The watchmen found me as they went through the city. They beat me, they hurt me, and stole my cloak, those watchmen of the walls.
8 Yaa intallan Yerusaalem, isin michuun koo yoo argitan jaalalaan dhukkubsachuu koo akka isatti naaf himtan isinan kakachiisa.
Women of Jerusalem, promise me if you find my love and wonder what you should tell him, tell him I am weak with love.
9 Yaa ishee dubartoota hunda caalaa bareeddu, michuun kee maaliin warra kaan caala? Ati kan akkas nu kakachiiftu, michuun kee maaliin warra kaan caala?
Why is the one you love better than any other, most beautiful of women? In what way is the one you love better than any other that we should promise you that?
10 Michuun koo diimaa cululuqaa dha; inni namoota kuma kudhan keessaa ni mulʼata.
My love has dazzling good looks and is very fit—better than ten thousand others!
11 Mataan isaa warqee akka malee qulqulluu dha; rifeensi mataa isaa jigaa dha; akkuma arraagessaas gurraacha.
His head is like the finest gold, his hair is wavy and black as the raven.
12 Iji isaa akkuma gugee burqaa bishaanii biraa kan aannaniin dhiqamee akka faayaatti kaaʼatamuu dha.
His eyes are like doves beside springs of water, washed with milk and mounted like sparkling jewels.
13 Maddiin isaa akkuma madabii biqiltuu urgooftuu kan shittoo baasuu ti. Hidhiin isaa akkuma daraaraa qumbiin irraa coccobuu ti.
His cheeks are like a flowerbed of spices that produces fragrance. His lips are like lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh.
14 Harki isaa ulee warqee kan biiraleedhaan faayeffamee dha. Dhagni isaa akkuma ilka arbaa kan sanpeeriin miidhagfamee dha.
His arms are round bars of gold inlaid with jewels. His abdomen is like carved ivory inlaid with lapis lazuli.
15 Miilli isaa utubaa dhagaa adii kan baattuu warqee qulqulluu irraa hojjetame irra dhaabamee dha. Bifti isaa akkuma Libaanoon, akkuma birbirsaa Libaanoon filatamaa dha.
His legs are columns of alabaster set on bases of gold. He looks strong, like the mighty cedars of Lebanon.
16 Dubbiin isaa waan hunda caalaa miʼaawaa dha; inni guutumaan guutuutti namatti tola. Yaa intallan Yerusaalem, kun michuu koo ti; kun michuu koo ti.
His mouth is the sweetest ever; he is totally desirable! This is my love, my friend, women of Jerusalem.
