Gabaygii Sulaymaan 1
1 Kanu waa gabaygii gabayada ee Sulaymaan.
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Isagu ha igu dhunkado dhunkashooyinka afkiisa; Waayo, jacaylkaagu xataa khamri wuu ka sii macaan yahay.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 Saliiddaadu caraf wanaagsan bay leedahay, Oo magacaaguna waa sida saliidcadar la shubay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed baa habluhu kuu jecel yihiin.
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 I soo jiido, waannu kaa daba ordaynaaye. Boqorkii wuxuu i soo geliyey qolladihiisii. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Annagu waannu kugu farxi doonnaa, oo waannu kugu rayrayn doonnaa, Oo jacaylkaagana waxaannu u sii xusuusan doonnaa in khamri ka sii badan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Si qumman ayay kuu jecel yihiin.
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Anigu waan madoobahay, laakiinse waan u qurxoonahay Sida teendhooyinkii reer Qedaar Iyo sida daahyadii Sulaymaan.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Ha ii soo dhuganina madowgayga qorraxdu i gubtay aawadiis. Wiilashii hooyaday ayaa ii cadhooday, Oo waxay iga dhigeen ilaaliyihii beeraha canabka ah, Laakiinse beertayda canabka ah ma aan dhawrayn.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Kan naftaydu jeceshahayow, ii sheeg Meesha aad adhigaaga daajisid, iyo meesha aad hadhkii hadhisid; Waayo, bal maxaan u ahaanayaa Sida mid ag wareegta adhyaha saaxiibbadaa?
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 Taada naagaha ugu qurux badanay, haddaadan aqoon, Waxaad daba gashaa adhiga raadkiisa, Oo waxaad waxarahaaga ag daajisaa teendhooyinka adhijirrada.
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 Taan jeclahayay, waxaan kugu masaalay Faras ka mid ah fardihii gaadhifardoodyadii Fircoon.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Dhabannadaadu waxay la qurxoon yihiin timo tidcan, Oo qoortaaduna laasimmo jowharad ah.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Waxaannu kuu samaynaynaa silsilado dahab ah Oo lacag laga taagay.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Inta boqorku miiskiisii fadhiyey, Ayaa cadarkaygii naaradiinka ahaa caraftiisu soo baxday.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida guntin malmal ah Oo habeenkii oo dhan naasahayga ku dhex jirta.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida xidhmo ubax xinne ah Oo beeraha canabka ah ee Ceyn Gedii ku yaal.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Taan jeclahayay, bal eeg, adigu waad qurxoon tahay, bal eeg, waad qurxoon tahay, Oo waxaad leedahay indhaha qoolleyda oo kale.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Gacaliyahaygow, bal eeg, adba waad qurxoon tahay, waanad wacan tahay, Oo weliba sariirteennuna waa cagaar.
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 Alwaaxda gurigeennu waa qoryo kedar ah, Oo saqafkeennuna waa qoryo beroosh ah.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
