Nnwom Mu Dwom 8
1 Sɛ anka woyɛɛ me nuabarima a wunum me na nufu ano, na mihuu wo wɔ abɔnten so a, anka mefew wʼano, a obiara rentumi mmu me animtiaa.
Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2 Anka medi wʼanim na mede wo aba me na fi, ɔno a wakyerɛkyerɛ me. Anka mɛma wo bobesa a wɔde pɛprɛ afra mu, me ntunkum mu nsu dɔkɔdɔkɔ no bi.
I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 Ne nsa benkum da mʼatiko na ne nsa nifa aka me afam ne bo.
His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
4 Yerusalem mmabea, mehyɛ mo sɛ, morennyan na morenhwanyan ɔdɔ mu kosi bere a ɛsɛ mu.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
5 Hena na ofi sare so reba a otweri ne dɔfo koko mu yi? Ababaa: Mekanyan wo wɔ aprɛ dua no ase; ɛhɔ na wo na nyinsɛnee wo, ɛhɔ na nea ɔkoo awo no woo wo.
Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labour and bore you.
6 Fa me to wo koma so sɛ nsɔwanode, sɛ nsɔwanode wɔ wʼabasa so, efisɛ ɔdɔ ano yɛ den sɛ owu, ne ninkutwe tim hɔ sɛ ɔda. Ɛhyehye sɛ ogyatannaa, sɛ ogyatannaa a ano yɛ den pa ara. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol h7585)
7 Nsu dodow rentumi nnum ɔdɔ; nsubɔnten rentumi nhohoro nkɔ. Sɛ obi de ne fi ahonya nyinaa bɛsesa ɔdɔ a anka wɔremmu no ade a ɛsom bo.
Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 Yɛwɔ nuabea akumaa bi a, ne nufu mmobɔɔ ɛ. Dɛn na yɛbɛyɛ ama yɛn nuabea yi wɔ da a wobebisa no ase?
We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
9 Sɛ ɔyɛ ɔfasu a, yebesi dwetɛ abantenten abɔ ne ho ban. Sɛ ɔyɛ ɔpon a, yɛde sida besiw ne pon ano kwan.
If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 Meyɛ ɔfasu, na me nufu te sɛ abantenten. Enti nʼani so no mayɛ sɛ obi a ɔde nea ɛsɔ ani reba.
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
11 Na Salomo wɔ bobeturo wɔ Baal-Hamon; ɔde ne bobeturo no maa apaafo. Na ɛsɛ sɛ wɔn mu biara tua no nnwetɛbona apem.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
12 Nanso me bobeturo yi yɛ me de. Me de, meremfa mma; Salomo de ne de gye nnwetɛbona apem, na otua nʼapaafo nnwetɛbona ahannu ma wɔhwɛ ne nnuaba no so.
My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
13 Wo a wote turo no mu ne nnamfonom a wɔka wo ho, ma mente wo nne.
You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
14 Bra ma yɛnkɔ, me dɔfo, na yɛ wo ho sɛ ɔdabɔ ba anaasɛ ɔforote ba a ɔwɔ mmepɔw a nnuhuam ahyɛ so ma so.
Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
