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 fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of mount 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 flock [of ewes] that are [newly] shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved 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 lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
4 Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa Daudi, uliojengwa kwa madaha, juu yake zimetundikwa ngao elfu, zote ni ngao za mashujaa.
Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.
5 Matiti yako mawili ni kama wana-paa wawili, kama wana-paa mapacha wajilishao katikati ya yungiyungi.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
6 Hata kupambazuke na vivuli vikimbie, nitakwenda kwenye mlima wa manemane na kwenye kilima cha uvumba.
Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Wewe ni mzuri kote, mpenzi wangu, hakuna hitilafu ndani yako.
Thou art all fair, my love; 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] bride, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains 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.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
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!
How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of 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 lips, [O my] bride, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 Wewe ni bustani iliyofungwa, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; wewe ni chanzo cha maji kilichozungushiwa kabisa, chemchemi yangu peke yangu.
A garden shut up is my sister, [my] bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Mimea yako ni bustani ya mikomamanga yenye matunda mazuri sana, yenye hina na nardo,
Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
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.
Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
15 Wewe ni chemchemi ya bustani, kisima cha maji yatiririkayo, yakitiririka kutoka Lebanoni.
[Thou art] a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from 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.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.
