Wimbo wa Sulemani 6
1 Mpenzi wako ameenda wapi, ulio mzuri miongoni mwa wanawake? Kwa njia gani mpenzi wako ameenda? ilitumtafute nawe? Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
2 Mpenzi wangu ameenda katika bustani yake, kwenye vitanda vya manukato, kwenda kula katika bustani na kukusanya nyinyoro.
My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Mimi ni wa mpenzi wangu, na mpenzi wangu ni wangu; na kula katika nyinyoro kwa raha. Mpenzi wa mwanamke akizungumza naye
I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
4 Wewe ni mzuri kama Tirza, mpenzi wangu, wapendeza kama Yerusalemu, waamasisha kama jeshi lenye bendera mbele.
Fair [art] thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
5 Geuza macho yako mbali na mimi, kwa kuwa yana nizidi ukali. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi likishuka chini kutoka miteremko ya Mlima Gileadi.
Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair [is] as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
6 Meno yako ni kama kundi la kondoo likishuka kutoka sehemu ya kuoshwa. Kila mmoja anapacha, na hamna ata mmoja aliyefiwa.
Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
7 Mashavu yako ni kama majani ya komamanga nyuma ya kitambaa chako cha uso. Mpenzi wa mwanamke akizungumza peke yake
As the work of the pomegranate [is] thy temple behind thy veil.
8 Kuna malikia sitini, masuria themanini, na wanawake wadogo bila idadi.
Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
9 Hua wangu, asiye na doa wangu, ni yeye pekee; ni binti muhimu wa mama yake; ndiye kipenzi cha mwanamke aliye mzaa. Mabinti wa wenzengu wamemuona na kumuita mbarikiwa; wamalikia na masuria walimuona pia, na wakamsifu: Kile walicho sema wamalikia na masuria
One is my dove, my perfect one, One she [is] of her mother, The choice one she [is] of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
10 “Ni nani huyo anaye jitokeza kama kukicha, mzuri kama mwezi, ana ng'aa kama jua, uamasisha kama bendera ya jeshi?” Mpenzi wa mwanamke akizungumza mwenyewe
'Who [is] this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon — clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
11 Nimeenda kwenye kichaka cha miti ya milozi kuona mimea midogo ikikua bondeni, kuona kama mizabibu imechipua, na kama mikomamanga imestawi.
Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed —
12 Nilikuwa nina furaha nikahisi kama nimepakia gari ya farasi la mtoto wa mfalme. Mpenzi wa mwanamke akizungumza naye
I knew not my soul, It made me — chariots of my people Nadib.
13 Geuka nyuma, geuka nyuma, wewe mwanamke mkamilifu; geuka nyuma, geuka nyuma iliniweze kukushangaa. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na mpenzi wake Kwanini wanishangaa, mwanamke mkamilifu, kana kwamba nina cheza katika ya mistari miwili ya wachezaji?
Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?
