Wimbo wa Sulemani 4
1 O, wewe ni mzuri, mpenzi wangu; wewe ni mzuri. Macho yako ni ya hua nyuma kitamba chako cha uso. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi likienda chini kutoka Mlima Gileadi.
How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
2 Meno yako ni kama kondoo walio nyolewa, wakitoka sehemu ya kuoshwa. Kila mmoja ana pacha, na hamna ata mmoja miongoni mwao aliyefiwa.
Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
3 Mdomo wako ni kama uzi mwekendu; mdo wako wapendeza. Mashavu yako ni kama majani ya komamanga nyuma ya kitambaa chako cha uso.
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
4 Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa Daudi ukiwa umejengwa kwa mistari ya mawe, na ngao elfu moja ikining'nia juu yake, ngao zote za wanajeshi.
Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
5 Maziwa yako mawili ni kama swala wawili, mapacha wa ayala, wakila miongoni mwa nyinyoro.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6 Hadi jioni ifike na vivuli viondoke, nitaenda kwenye mlima wa manemane na vilima vya ubani.
Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Wewe ni mzuri kwa kila namna, mpenzi wangu na hakuna lawama ndani yako.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
8 Njoo nami kutoka Lebanoni, bibi arusi wangu. Njoo nami kutoka Lebanoni; njoo kutoka juu ya Amana, kutoka juu ya Seneri na Herimoni, kutoka shimoni mwa simba, kutoka mashimo ya milima ya chuwi.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Umeuiba moyo wangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; umeuiba moyo wangu, kwa mtazamo mmoja tu wako kwangu, kwa mkufu mmoja wa shingo yako.
You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
10 Jinisi gani upendo wako ulivyo mzuri, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu! Jinsi gani zaidi upendo wako ulivyo bora kuliko mvinyo, na arufu ya marashi yako kuliko manukato yeyote.
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
11 Midomo yako, bibi arusi wangu, yatiririka asali; asali na maziwa vichini ya ulimi wako; arufu ya mavazi yako ni kama marashi ya Lebanoni.
Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
12 Dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu ni bustani ilio fungwa, bustani ilio fungwa, chemchemi iliyo fungwa kwa muhuri.
My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
13 Matawi yako ni kichaka cha miti ya komamanga yenye matunda tofauti, na ya mimea ya hina na nardo,
Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
14 Nardo na Zafarani, mchai na mdalasini pamoja na aina zote za uvumba, manemane na udi na aina tofauti za manukato.
with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
15 Wewe ni bustani ya chemchemi, kisima cha maji safi, mifereji inayo shuka kutoka Lebanoni. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza peke yake
You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
16 Amka, upepo wa kaskazini; njoo, upepo wa kusini; vuma katika bustani yangu ili manukato yake yatoe marashi. Mpenzi wangu na aje katika bustani yake na kula matunda ya chaguo lake.
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
