Wimbo wa Sulemani 4
1 Tazama jinsi ulivyo mzuri, mpenzi wangu! Ee, jinsi ulivyo mzuri! Macho yako nyuma ya shela yako ni kama ya hua. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi zikishuka kutoka Mlima Gileadi.
Behold, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues: among thy lockes thine heare is like the flocke of goates, which looke downe from the mountaine of Gilead.
2 Meno yako ni kama kundi la kondoo waliokatwa manyoya sasa hivi, watokao kuogeshwa. Kila mmoja ana pacha lake, hakuna hata mmoja aliye peke yake.
Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe in good order, which go vp from the washing: which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them.
3 Midomo yako ni kama uzi mwekundu, kinywa chako kinapendeza. Mashavu yako nyuma ya shela yako ni kama vipande viwili vya komamanga.
Thy lippes are like a threede of scarlet, and thy talke is comely: thy temples are within thy lockes as a piece of a pomegranate.
4 Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa Daudi, uliojengwa kwa madaha, juu yake zimetundikwa ngao elfu, zote ni ngao za mashujaa.
Thy necke is as the tower of Dauid builte for defence: a thousand shieldes hang therein, and all the targates of the strong men.
5 Matiti yako mawili ni kama wana-paa wawili, kama wana-paa mapacha wajilishao katikati ya yungiyungi.
Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes, feeding among the lilies.
6 Hata kupambazuke na vivuli vikimbie, nitakwenda kwenye mlima wa manemane na kwenye kilima cha uvumba.
Vntill the day breake, and the shadowes flie away, I wil go into the mountaine of myrrhe and to the mountaine of incense.
7 Wewe ni mzuri kote, mpenzi wangu, hakuna hitilafu ndani yako.
Thou art all faire, my loue, and there is no spot in thee.
8 Enda nami kutoka Lebanoni, bibi arusi wangu, enda nami kutoka Lebanoni. Shuka kutoka ncha ya Amana, kutoka juu ya Seniri, kilele cha Hermoni, kutoka mapango ya simba na kutoka mlima wapendapo kukaa chui.
Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, euen with me from Lebanon, and looke from the toppe of Amanah, from the toppe of Shenir and Hermon, from the dennes of the lyons, and from the mountaines of the leopards.
9 Umeiba moyo wangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; umeiba moyo wangu kwa mtazamo mmoja wa macho yako, kwa kito kimoja cha mkufu wako.
My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes, and with a chaine of thy necke.
10 Tazama jinsi pendo lako linavyofurahisha, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu! Pendo lako linafurahisha aje zaidi ya divai, na harufu ya manukato yako zaidi ya kikolezo chochote!
My sister, my spouse, how faire is thy loue? howe much better is thy loue then wine? and the sauour of thine oyntments then all spices?
11 Midomo yako inadondosha utamu kama sega la asali, bibi arusi wangu; maziwa na asali viko chini ya ulimi wako. Harufu nzuri ya mavazi yako ni kama ile ya Lebanoni.
Thy lippes, my spouse, droppe as honie combes: honie and milke are vnder thy tongue, and the sauoure of thy garments is as the sauoure of Lebanon.
12 Wewe ni bustani iliyofungwa, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; wewe ni chanzo cha maji kilichozungushiwa kabisa, chemchemi yangu peke yangu.
My sister my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut vp, and a fountaine sealed vp.
13 Mimea yako ni bustani ya mikomamanga yenye matunda mazuri sana, yenye hina na nardo,
Thy plantes are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as camphire, spikenarde,
14 nardo na zafarani, mchai na mdalasini, pamoja na kila aina ya mti wa uvumba, manemane na udi, na aina zote za vikolezo bora kuliko vyote.
Euen spikenarde, and saffran, calamus, and cynamon with all the trees of incense, myrrhe and aloes, with all the chiefe spices.
15 Wewe ni chemchemi ya bustani, kisima cha maji yatiririkayo, yakitiririka kutoka Lebanoni.
O fountaine of the gardens, O well of liuing waters, and the springs of Lebanon.
16 Amka, upepo wa kaskazini, na uje, upepo wa kusini! Vuma juu ya bustani yangu, ili harufu yake nzuri iweze kuenea mpaka ngʼambo. Mpendwa wangu na aje bustanini mwake na kuonja matunda mazuri sana.
Arise, O North, and come O South, and blowe on my garden that the spices thereof may flow out: let my welbeloued come to his garden, and eate his pleasant fruite.
