Rwiyo Rukuru rwaSoromoni 1
1 Rwiyo Rukuru rwaSoromoni:
Solomon's song of songs.
2 Ngaanditsvode hake nokutsvoda kwomuromo wake. Nokuti rudo rwako runofadza kupfuura waini.
Kiss me, kiss me with your mouth again and again, for your love is sweeter than wine.
3 Kunhuhwirira kwamafuta enyu kunofadza; zita renyu rakafanana namafuta anonhuwirira adururwa. Hazvishamisi kuti mhandara dzinokudai!
I love the way you smell from the perfumed oils you use. You have quite a reputation—it spreads like spilled perfumed oil. It's not surprising that all the young women adore you!
4 Nditorei muende neni, ngatikurumidzei. Mambo ngaandipinze mudzimba dzake dzomukati. Shamwari Tinokupembererai uye tinokufarirai; ticharumbidza rudo rwenyu kupfuura waini. Mukadzi Regai zvenyu mhandara dzikudei!
Take me by the hand—let's run! (The king has brought me to his bedroom.) Let's be happy together and find pleasure in your love. Your love is far better than wine! Women are right to adore you so!
5 Kusviba ndakasviba zvangu, asi ndakanaka hangu, vanasikana veJerusarema, ndakasviba samatende eKedhari, sezvidzitiro zvetende raSoromoni.
I'm black, but I'm beautiful, women of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Musanditarisisa nokuda kwoutema hwangu, nokuti ndakasvibiswa nezuva. Vanakomana vamai vangu vakanditsamwira vakandiita kuti ndichengete minda yemizambiringa; munda wangu chaiwo wemizambiringa ndakaushayira nguva.
Don't look down on me because I'm black, because the sun has burned me. My brothers were angry with me and made me look after the vineyards, so I couldn't look after my own vineyard.
7 Ndiudze, iwe mudiwa wangu, kwaunofudzira makwai ako nokwaunozorodzera makwai ako masikati. Ko, ndichaitirei somukadzi akafukidza chiso chake pedyo namakwai eshamwari dzako?
My love, please tell me where you're taking your flock. Where will you rest them at noon? For why should I have to wear a veil while looking for you among the flocks of your companions?
8 Kana usingazivi, iwe mukadzi akanaka kukunda vamwe, chitevera makwara amakwai ugondofudzira mbudzana dzako pedyo namatende avafudzi.
If you really don't know, you who are more beautiful than any other woman, then follow the tracks of my flock, and let your goats graze near the shepherd's tents.
9 Ndinokufananidza, iwe mudiwa wangu, nebhiza rakasungwa pane imwe yengoro dzaFaro.
My darling, to me you're like a mare among Pharaoh's horses that pull his chariots,
10 Matama ako akashongedzwa zvakanaka nemhete, mutsipa wako nezvuma zvamatombo anokosha.
Your beautiful cheeks adorned with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Tichakugadzirira mhete dzenzeve dzegoridhe nesirivha.
Let's make you some gold ornaments inlaid with silver.
12 Mambo paakanga agere patafura yake, munhuwi wamafuta andainge ndazora wakapararira.
As the king lay on his couch, my nard perfume gave off its fragrance.
13 Mudiwa wangu, kwandiri akaita sakahomwe kemura kanogara pakati pamazamu angu.
My love is like a pouch of myrrh, lying all night between my breasts.
14 Mudiwa wangu, kwandiri akaita sesumbu ramaruva machena anobva mubindu remizambiringa yeEni Gedhi.
My love is like a bunch of fragrant henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Kunaka here kwawakaita uku, mudiwa wangu! A-a, wakazonaka! Meso ako injiva chaidzo!
Look at how very beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are as gentle as doves.
16 Wakanaka sei, mudiwa wangu! A-a, unofadza! Uye mubhedha wedu wakasvibira.
And you, my love, are so handsome—how charming you are! The green grass is our bed,
17 Nhungo dzeimba yedu ndedzomusidhari; mbariro dzacho ndedzomupaini.
with cedar trees as beams for our “house,” and pine trees for the rafters.
