Nnwom Mu Dwom 4
1 Wo ho yɛ fɛ, me dɔfo! Ao, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Wʼaniwa a ɛhyehyɛ wo nkataanim mu no te sɛ aborɔnoma. Wo nwi te sɛ mpapokuw a wɔresian Gilead Bepɔw.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2 Wo se te sɛ nguankuw a wɔatwitwa wɔn ho nwi foforo, a wofi aguaree. Baako mpo nyeraa ɛ.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; all of which bear twins, and none is barren among them.
3 Wʼanofafa te sɛ koogyan hama; wʼano yɛ fɛ. Wʼasontɔre a ɛhyɛ wo nkataanim mu te sɛ ntunkum aduaba fa.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of pomegranate within thy locks.
4 Wo kɔn te sɛ Dawid abantenten, a wɔasi no fɛɛfɛ; na akokyɛm apem sensɛn ho, a ne nyinaa yɛ akofo kyɛm.
Thy neck is like the tower of David built for an armoury, on which hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Wo nufu te sɛ atwemma abien, atwemma nta a wodidi wɔ sukooko mu.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Enkosi sɛ ade bɛkye, ama honhom aguan no, mɛkɔ kurobow bepɔw ne aduhuam nkoko no so.
Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, I will go up to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Me dɔfo, wo ho yɛ fɛ papa; wo ho nni dɛm biara.
Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
8 Ma yemfi Lebanon, mʼayeforo, wo ne me mfi Lebanon nkɔ. Sian fi Amana atifi bra, fi Senir atifi, Hermon apampam hɔ, fi gyata buw mu ne mmepɔw a asebɔ dɛɛdɛɛ hɔ.
Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 Woagye me koma abɔ so, me nuabea, mʼayeforo; woagye me koma abɔ so; wode wʼani a ɛbɔɔ me so, ne wo kɔnmuade mu ɔbohemaa baako.
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thy eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 Wo dɔ yɛ anigye, me nuabea, mʼayeforo! Hwɛ, wo dɔ sɔ ani sen bobesa, na wʼaduhuam yɛ huam sen pɛprɛ biara.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the fragrance of thy ointments than all spices!
11 Asɛm dɛdɛ fi wʼano sɛ ɛwokyɛm, mʼayeforo; nufusu ne ɛwo wɔ wo tɛkrɛma ase. Wo ntade mu hua te sɛ Lebanon de.
Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the scent of thy garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 Wote sɛ turo a wɔato ano pon mu, me nuabea, mʼayeforo; woyɛ asuti a wɔagye ho ban, asubura a wɔasɔw ano.
A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Wo nnua yɛ nnuabafuw so ntunkum a ɛsow aba pa, ahuahaa ne nnuannua,
Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; henna, with spikenard,
14 nnuannua ne mmetire, osiko ne sinamon, a ohuamfufu nnua ahorow, kurobow ne dupapo ne pɛprɛ papa ahorow nyinaa ka ho.
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15 Woyɛ asubura turo, abura a nsu sen fi mu a ɛsen fi Lebanon.
A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16 Sɔre, atifi fam mframa! Bra, anafo fam mframa! Bɔ fa me turo mu, sɛnea ɛbɛyɛ a ne hua no begyigye afa baabiara. Ma me dɔfo mmra ne turo mu na ɔmmɛka ne nnuaba papa no nhwɛ.
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
