Nnwom Mu Dwom 4
1 Wo ho yɛ fɛ, me dɔfoɔ! Ao, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Wʼaniwa a ɛhyehyɛ wo nkatanimu mu no te sɛ aborɔnoma. Wo nwi te sɛ mpapokuo a wɔresiane Gilead Bepɔ.
[[Lov.]] Behold, thou art fair, my love! behold, thou art fair! Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy locks are like a flock of goats Which lie down on mount Gilead;
2 Wo se te sɛ nnwankuo a wɔatwitwa wɔn ho nwi foforɔ, a wɔfiri adwareɛ. Wɔnam mmienu mmienu na wɔn mu biara nyɛ ankonam.
Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which come up from the washing-place, Of which every one beareth twins, And none is barren among them;
3 Wʼanofafa te sɛ koogyan ahoma; wʼano yɛ fɛ. Wʼasontorɔ mu a ɛhyɛ wo nkatanimu mu te sɛ ateaa aduaba fa.
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth comely; Thy cheeks are like a divided pomegranate behind thy veil;
4 Wo kɔn te sɛ Dawid abantenten, a wɔasi no fɛɛfɛ; na akokyɛm apem sensɛn ho, a ne nyinaa yɛ akofoɔ kyɛm.
Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armory, In which there hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men;
5 Wo nufu mmienu te sɛ atwe mma mmienu, atwe mma ntafoɔ a wɔdidi wɔ sukooko mu.
Thy two breasts are like two young twin gazelles, That feed among the lilies.
6 Ɛnkɔ si sɛ adeɛ bɛkye, ama sunsum adwane no, mɛkɔ kurobo bepɔ ne aduhwam nkokoɔ no so.
When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh And the hill of frankincense.
7 Me dɔfoɔ, wo ho yɛ fɛ papa; wo ho nni ɛdɛm biara.
Thou art all fair, my love; There is no spot in thee!
8 Ma yɛn mfiri Lebanon, mʼayeforɔ, wo ne me mfiri Lebanon nkɔ. Siane firi Amana atifi bra, firi Senir atifi, Hermon apampam hɔ, firi agyata buo mu ne mmepɔ 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 Senir and Hermon, From the dens of the lions, From the mountains of the leopards.
9 Woagye mʼakoma abɔ so, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ; woagye mʼakoma abɔ so wode wʼani a ɛbɔɔ me soɔ, ne wo kɔnmuadeɛ mu ɔbohemaa baako.
Thou hast taken captive my heart, my sister, my spouse; Thou hast taken captive my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
10 Wo dɔ yɛ ahomeka, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ! Hwɛ wo dɔ sɔ ani sene bobesa, na wʼaduhwam yɛ hwam sene pɛperɛ biara.
How sweet is thy love, my sister, my spouse! How much more precious thy caresses than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices!
11 Adɔdɔdeɛ firi wʼano sɛ ɛwokyɛm, mʼayeforɔ; nufosuo ne ɛwoɔ wɔ wo tɛkrɛma ase. Wo ntadeɛ mu hwa te sɛ Lebanon deɛ.
Thy lips, O my spouse! drop the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments is as the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 Wote sɛ turo a wɔato ano ɛpono mu, me nuabaa, mʼayeforɔ; woyɛ asutire a wɔagye ho ban, asubura a wɔasɔ ano.
A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed;
13 Wo nnua yɛ nnuabafuo so ateaa a ɛso aba pa, ahuahaa ne nnuannua,
Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with choicest fruits, Henna and spikenard,
14 nnuannua ne mmɛtire, osiko ne sinamon, a ohwamfufuo nnua hodoɔ, kurobo ne dupapoɔ ne pɛperɛ papa ahodoɔ nyinaa ka ho.
Spikenard and saffron, Sweet cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, With all the chief spices;
15 Woyɛ turo mu asubura. Woyɛ ɔtadeɛ a nsuo tene firi mu sane firi Lebanon.
A fountain of the gardens, A well of living water, A stream that floweth from Lebanon!
16 Sɔre, atifi fam mframa! Bra, anafoɔ fam mframa! Bɔ fa me turo mu, sɛdeɛ ɛbɛyɛ a ne hwa no bɛgyegye hɔ. Ma me dɔfoɔ mmra ne turo mu na ɔmmɛka ne nnuaba papa no nhwɛ.
[[M.]] Awake, O north wind, and come, thou south! Blow upon my garden, That its spices may flow out! May my beloved come to his garden, And eat his pleasant fruits.
