Nnwom Mu Dwom 1
1 Salomo nnwom mu dwom.
The Song of Songs, that [is] of Solomon.
2 Ma ɔmfa nʼano mfeano no mfe mʼano, ɛfiri sɛ wo dɔ no yɛ ahomeka sene bobesa.
Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] your loves than wine.
3 Wʼaduhwam yi hwa a ɛyɛ ahomeka wo din te sɛ aduhwam a wɔahwie. Na ɛnyɛ nwanwa sɛ mmabaawa no dɔ woɔ!
For fragrance [are] your good perfumes. Perfume emptied out—your name, Therefore have virgins loved you!
4 Fa me kɔ, ma yɛnyɛ ntɛm! Ma ɔhene mfa me nkɔ ne piam. Nnamfonom Yɛbɛdi ahurisie na yɛn ani agye wo ho. Yɛbɛkamfo wo dɔ asene bobesa. Ababaawa: Sɛ wɔkamfo wo a, na ne kwan so ara ne no!
Draw me: we run after you, The king has brought me into his inner chambers, We delight and rejoice in you, We mention your loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved you!
5 Mebiri deɛ, nanso me ho yɛ fɛ, Ao, Yerusalem mmammaa, mobiri te sɛ Kedar ntomadan, te sɛ, Salomo ntomadan mu ntwamutam!
I [am] dark and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, as tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
6 Nhwɛ me haa sɛ mebirie enti, ɛfiri sɛ awia na ayɛ me saa. Memaa mmammarima bo fuu me enti wɔmaa me kɔhwɛɛ bobe nturo so; na amma manhwɛ mʼankasa me bobe turo.
Do not fear me, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun has scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard—my own—I have not kept.
7 Kyerɛ me me dɔfoɔ, faako a wode wo nnwankuo kɔ adidi na owigyinaeɛ nso faako a woma wo nnwan home. Adɛn enti na ɛsɛ sɛ meyɛ sɛ ɔbaa a wakata nʼanim wɔ wo nnamfonom nnwankuo ho?
Declare to me, you whom my soul has loved, Where you delight, Where you lie down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of your companions?
8 Sɛ wonnim a, mmaa ahoɔfɛfoɔ pa ara no, fa ɛkwan a nnwan fa soɔ so na fa wo mpapo mma kɔ adidi wɔ nnwanhwɛfoɔ no ntomadan ho.
If you do not know, O beautiful among women, Go forth by the traces of the flock, And feed your kids by the shepherds’ dwellings!
9 Me dɔfoɔ, mede wo toto pɔnkɔ bereɛ a wɔde ahoma asa no wɔ Farao nteaseɛnam baako ho.
To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared you, my friend,
10 Nsomuadeɛ ama wʼafono ho ayɛ fɛ, na abohemaa a woasina agu wo kɔn mu no fata wo.
Your cheeks have been lovely with garlands, your neck with chains.
11 Yɛbɛyɛ sikakɔkɔɔ nsomuadeɛ a wɔde dwetɛ asisi mu ama wo.
We make garlands of gold for you, with studs of silver!
12 Ɛberɛ a ɔhene te nʼadidi ɛpono ho no, nʼaduhwam hwa no gyee hɔ.
While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard has given its fragrance.
13 Me dɔfoɔ ayɛ me sɛ kurobo toa a ɛda me nufu ntam.
A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodges.
14 Me dɔfoɔ ayɛ me sɛ nhwiren boa a ayɛ frɔmm wɔ En-Gedi bobe turo mu.
A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
15 Me dɔfoɔ, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ nie wʼaniwa aba te sɛ aborɔnoma.
Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, Behold, you [are] beautiful, your eyes [are] doves!
16 Me dɔfoɔ, wo ho yɛ fɛ! Ao, ahoɔfɛ nie yɛn mpa so yɛ akɔnɔakɔnɔ.
Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love, indeed, pleasant, Indeed, our bed [is] green,
17 Yɛn fie mpunan yɛ ntweneduro; yɛn nsamsoɔ yɛ pepeaa.
The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
