Rwiyo Rukuru rwaSoromoni 8
1 Dai chete wakanga uri sehanzvadzi kwandiri, akanwa pamazamu amai vangu! Ipapo kana ndaikuwana panze, ndaikutsvoda uye hapana aizondishora.
Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2 Ndaizokutora ndouya newe kumba kwamai vangu, ivo vakandidzidzisa. Ndaikupa waini yakaiswa zvinonhuhwira kuti unwe, nomukume wemitamba yangu.
I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 Ruoko rwake rworuboshwe rwuri pasi pomusoro wangu, uye ruoko rwake rworudyi rwakandimbundikira.
His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
4 Imi vanasikana veJerusarema ndinokurayirai: Musazunguza kana kumutsa rudo kusvikira irwo rwada rwoga.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
5 Ndianiko uyo ari kuuya achibva kurenje akazendamira pamudiwa wake? Mukadzi Pasi pomuti womuapuro ndakakumutsa; ipapo mai vako vakakubereka, ipapo ivo vairwadziwa vakakubereka.
Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labour and bore you.
6 Ndiise pamwoyo pako sechisimbiso, sechisimbiso paruoko rwako; nokuti rudo rwakasimba sorufu, godo rarwo seguva harishanduki. Runopisa serimi romoto, somurazvo mukuru kwazvo. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol h7585)
7 Mvura zhinji haigoni kudzima rudo; nzizi hadzigoni kurukukura. Kunyange munhu akapa pfuma yose yemba yake kuti awane rudo, zvingazvidzwa chose.
Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 Tine hanzvadzi yedu duku uye mazamu ake haasati akura. Tichaitireiko hanzvadzi yedu pazuva rokukumbirwa kwayo kuti iwanikwe?
We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
9 Kana ari rusvingo, tichavaka shongwe dzesirivha paari. Kana ari musuo, tichamukomberedza namapuranga omusidhari.
If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 Ndiri rusvingo, mazamu angu akaita seshongwe. Ndizvo zvandava pamberi pake, somunhu anouyisa kugutsikana.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
11 Soromoni aiva nomunda wemizambiringa muBhaari Hamoni; akapa munda wake wemizambiringa kuvanhu vairima vachimuripira. Mumwe nomumwe wavo pachibereko chawo aiuya namashekeri chiuru esirivha.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12 Asi munda wangu wemizambiringa ndewangu kuti ndiupe; chiuru chamashekeri esirivha ndechako, iwe Soromoni, asi mazana maviri ndeevanochengeta michero yawo.
My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
13 Iwe unogara mumapindu unoshandirwa neshamwari, rega ndinzwe inzwi rako!
You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14 Handei mudiwa wangu, uite semhara kana setsvana pamusoro pamakomo azere zvinonhuhwira.
Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
