Weedduu 8
1 Utuu ati akka obboleessa koo kan harma haadha koo hodhee guddatee naa taatee! Ani yoon alatti si arge sin dhungadhan ture; namni tokko iyyuu na hin tuffatu.
Bride to Groom: Who will give you to me as my brother, feeding from the breasts of my mother, so that I may discover you outside, and may kiss you, and so that now no one may despise me?
2 Anis si dura deemee mana haadha koo ishee na barsiifte sanaatti sin geessa ture. Akka ati dhugduufis daadhii wayinii kan miʼeeffame cuunfaa roomaanii koos siifin kenna ture.
I will take hold of you and lead you into my mother’s house. There you will teach me, and I will give you a cup of spiced wine, and of new wine from my pomegranates.
3 Harki isaa bitaa mataa koo jala jira; harki isaa mirgaa immoo na hammata.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4 Yaa intallan Yerusaalem, ani isin kakachiisa; hamma isheen ofumaan feetee kaatutti jaalala hin tuttuqinaa yookaan hin dadammaqsinaa.
Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, until she wills.
5 Kan michuu isheetti irkattee gammoojjii keessaa ol dhufaa jirtu kun eenyu? Ishee Ani muka hudhaa jalatti sin kakaase; haati kee achitti si ulfoofte; achumattis ciniinsifattee si deesse.
Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who ascends from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Groom to Bride: Under the apple tree, I awakened you. There your mother was corrupted. There she who bore you was violated.
6 Akkuma chaappaatti laphee kee irra, akkuma chaappaatti irree kee irra na kaaʼadhu; jaalalli akkuma duʼaa jabduudhaatii; hinaaffaan isaas akkuma awwaalaa hamaa dha. Inni akkuma ibidda balaliʼuu, akkuma arraba ibidda jabaa bobaʼa. (Sheol h7585)
Set me like a seal upon your heart, like a seal upon your arm. For love is strong, like death, and envy is enduring, like hell: their lamps are made of fire and flames. (Sheol h7585)
7 Bishaan baayʼeen jaalala dhaamsuu hin dandaʼu; lagnis dhiqee isa balleessuu hin dandaʼu. Namni tokko qabeenya mana isaa hunda yoo jaalalaaf kenne qabeenyi sun guutumaan guutuutti ni tuffatama.
A multitude of waters cannot extinguish love, nor can a river overwhelm it. If a man were to give all the substance of his house in exchange for love, he would despise it as nothing.
8 Nu obboleettii xinnoo tokko qabna; isheen guntuta iyyuu hin baafne. Guyyaa isheen heerumaaf kadhatamtutti nu obboleettii keenyaaf maal goona?
Chorus: Our sister is little and has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is called upon?
9 Utuu isheen dallaa dhagaa taatee nu silaa gamoo meetii ishee irratti ijaarra ture. Utuu isheen balbala taatee nu silaa birbirsaan ishee marsina.
If she is a wall, let us build a rampart of silver upon it. If she is a door, let us join it together with boards of cedar.
10 Ani dallaa dhagaa ti; guntunni koos akkuma gamoo ti. Kanaafuu ani fuula isaa duratti akkuma nama nagaa fidu tokkootti nan ilaalaman ture.
Bride to Chorus: I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers, since, in his presence, I have become like one who has discovered peace.
11 Solomoon Baʼaal Haamoon keessaa iddoo dhaabaa wayinii qaba ture; innis iddoo dhaabaa wayinii ofii isaa qottuuwwanitti kiraa kennate. Tokkoon tokkoon isaaniis ija argatan irraa meetii saqilii kuma tokko fiduufii qabu ture.
The peaceful one had a vineyard, in that which held the peoples. He handed it on to the caretakers; a man brought, in exchange for its fruit, a thousand pieces of silver.
12 Iddoon dhaabaa wayinii kootii, kanuma koo ti; yaa Solomoon, saqiliin kumni sun sumaaf; dhibbi lama immoo kan warra ija isaa eeganii ti.
Groom: My vineyard is before me. The thousand is for your peacefulness, and two hundred is for those who care for its fruit.
13 Yaa ishee iddoo biqiltuu keessa jiraattu, michoonni sagalee kee dhaggeeffachaa jiru; mee anis nan dhagaʼa!
Bride to Groom: Your friends are attentive to those who have been dwelling in the gardens. Cause me to heed your voice.
14 Yaa michuu ko, dafii kottu; akka kuruphee yookaan akka korma gadamsaa kan gaara urgooftuu irra burraaquu taʼi.
Flee away, my beloved, and become like the doe and the young stag upon the mountains of aromatic plants.
