Nnwom Mu Dwom 1
1 Salomo nnwom mu dwom.
The Song of Songs, which is by Solomon.
2 Ma ɔmfa nʼano mfewano no mfew mʼano, efisɛ wo dɔ no yɛ anigye sen bobesa.
[[M.]] O that he would kiss me with one of the kisses of his mouth! For thy love is better than wine.
3 Wʼaduhuam yi hua a ɛyɛ anigye; wo din te sɛ aduhuam a wɔahwie. Na ɛnyɛ nwonwa sɛ mmabaa no dɔ wo!
Because of the savor of thy precious perfumes, (Thy name is like fragrant oil poured forth, ) Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Fa me kɔ, ma yɛnyɛ ntɛm! Ma ɔhene mfa me nkɔ ne pia mu. Nnamfonom: Yebedi ahurusi na yɛn ani agye wo ho. Yɛbɛkamfo wo dɔ asen bobesa. Ababaa: Sɛ wɔkamfo wo a, na ne kwan so ara ne no!
Draw me after thee; let us run! The king hath led me to his chambers! We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will praise thy love more than wine. Justly do they love thee!
5 Mibiri de, nanso me ho yɛ fɛ, Yerusalem mmabea, mobiri te sɛ Kedar ntamadan, te sɛ, Salomo ntamadan mu ntwamtam!
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Nhwɛ me haw sɛ mibiri nti, efisɛ owia na ayɛ me saa. Me na mmabarima bu fuw me, enti wɔma me kɔhwɛɛ bobe nturo so; na amma manhwɛ mʼankasa me bobeturo.
Gaze not upon me because I am black, Because the sun hath looked upon me! My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; My vineyard, my own, have I not kept.
7 Kyerɛ me, me dɔfo, faako a wode wo nguankuw kɔ adidi na owigyinae nso, faako a woma wo nguan home. Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ meyɛ sɛ ɔbea a wakata nʼanim wɔ wo nnamfonom nguankuw ho?
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest thy flock, Where thou leadest it to rest at noon; For why should I be like a veiled one by the flocks of thy companions?
8 Sɛ wunnim a, mmea mu ɔhoɔfɛfo koraa, fa ɔkwan a nguan fa so so na fa wo mpapomma kɔ adidi wɔ nguanhwɛfo no ntamadan ho.
[[Lad.]] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Trace thou thy way by the tracks of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents!
9 Me dɔfo, mede wo toto ɔpɔnkɔbere a wɔde hama asa no wɔ Farao nteaseɛnam baako ho no ho.
[[Lov.]] To the horses in the chariots of Pharaoh Do I compare thee, my love!
10 Asokaa ama wʼafono ho ayɛ fɛ, na abohemaa a woasina agu wo kɔn mu no fata wo.
Comely are thy cheeks with rows of jewels, Thy neck with strings of pearls.
11 Yɛbɛyɛ sikakɔkɔɔ asokaa a wɔde dwetɛ asisi mu ama wo.
Golden chains will we make for thee, With studs of silver.
12 Bere a ɔhene te ne didipon ho no, nʼaduhuam hua no gyee hɔ.
[[M.]] While the king reclineth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 Me dɔfo ayɛ me sɛ kurobow toa a ɛda me nufu ntam.
A bunch of myrrh is my beloved to me; He shall abide between my breasts.
14 Me dɔfo ayɛ me sɛ nhwiren boa a ayɛ frɔmfrɔm wɔ En-Gedi bobeturo mu.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers From the gardens of Engedi.
15 Me dɔfo, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ ni! Wʼaniwa aba te sɛ mmorɔnoma.
[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves.
16 Me dɔfo, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ ni! Yɛn mpa so yɛ akɔnnɔakɔnnɔ.
[[M.]] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, lovely; And green is our bed.
17 Yɛn fi mpuran yɛ sida; yɛn nsɛmso yɛ ɔpepaw.
The cedars are the beams of our house, And its roof the cypresses.
