Wimbo wa Sulemani 8
1 Laiti ungelikuwa kwangu kama ndugu wa kiume, ambaye aliyanyonya matiti ya mama yangu! Kisha, kama ningekukuta huko nje, ningelikubusu, wala hakuna mtu yeyote angelinidharau.
Who makes you as a brother to me, Suckling the breasts of my mother? I find you outside, I kiss you, Indeed, they do not despise me,
2 Ningelikuongoza na kukuleta katika nyumba ya mama yangu, yeye ambaye amenifundisha. Ningelikupa divai iliyokolezwa unywe, asali ya maua ya mikomamanga yangu.
I lead you, I bring you into my mother’s house, She teaches me, I cause you to drink of the spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
3 Mkono wake wa kushoto uko chini ya kichwa changu, na mkono wake wa kuume unanikumbatia.
His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
4 Binti za Yerusalemu, ninawaagiza: msichochee wala kuamsha mapenzi hata yatakapotaka yenyewe.
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How you stir up, And how you wake the love until she pleases!
5 Ni nani huyu anayekuja kutoka nyikani akimwegemea mpenzi wake? Mpendwa Nilikuamsha chini ya mtofaa, huko mama yako alipotunga mimba yako, huko yeye alipata utungu akakuzaa.
Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hastening herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have awoken you, There your mother pledged you, There she [who] bore you gave a pledge.
6 Nitie kama muhuri moyoni mwako, kama muhuri kwenye mkono wako; kwa maana upendo una nguvu kama mauti, wivu wake ni mkatili kama kuzimu. Unachoma kama mwali wa moto, kama mwali mkubwa wa moto wa Bwana hasa. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of YAH! (Sheol h7585)
7 Maji mengi hayawezi kuuzimisha upendo, mito haiwezi kuugharikisha. Kama mtu angelitoa mali yote ya nyumbani mwake kwa ajili ya upendo, angelidharauliwa kabisa.
Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one gives all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down—they tread on it.
8 Tunaye dada mdogo, matiti yake hayajakua bado. Tutafanya nini kwa ajili ya dada yetu wakati atakapokuja kuposwa?
We have a little sister, and she does not have breasts, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
9 Kama yeye ni ukuta, tutajenga minara ya fedha juu yake. Na kama yeye ni mlango, tutamzungushia mbao za mierezi.
If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
10 Mimi ni ukuta, nayo matiti yangu ni kama minara. Ndivyo ambavyo nimekuwa machoni pake kama yule anayeleta utoshelevu.
I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
11 Solomoni alikuwa na shamba la mizabibu huko Baal-Hamoni; alikodisha shamba lake la mizabibu kwa wapangaji. Kila mmoja angeleta kwa ajili ya matunda yake shekeli 1,000 za fedha.
Solomon has a vineyard in Ba‘al-Hamon, He has given the vineyard to keepers, Each brings for its fruit one thousand pieces of silver;
12 Lakini shamba langu la mizabibu ambalo ni langu mwenyewe ni langu kutoa; hizo shekeli 1,000 ni kwa ajili yako, ee Solomoni, na shekeli mia mbili ni kwa ajili ya wale wanaotunza matunda yake.
My vineyard—my own—is before me, The one thousand [is] for you, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
13 Wewe ukaaye bustanini pamoja na marafiki mliohudhuria, hebu nisikie sauti yako!
The companions are attending to your voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
14 Njoo, mpenzi wangu, uwe kama swala au kama ayala kijana juu ya milima iliyojaa vikolezo.
Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
