Küylerning küyi 2
1 Men bolsam Sharun otliqidiki zepiran, xalas; Jilghilarda ösken bir niluper, xalas!»
I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys.
2 «Tiken-jighanlar arisidiki niluperdek, Mana insan qizliri arisida méning amriqim shundaqtur!».
As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
3 «Ormandiki derexler arisida ösken alma derixidek, Oghul balilar arisididur méning amriqim. Uning sayisi astida dilim alemche söyünüp olturdum; Uning méwisi manga shérin tétidi;
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
4 U méni sharabxanigha élip kirdi; Uning üstümde kötürgen tughi muhebbettur.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
5 Méni kishmish poshkallar bilen quwwetlenglar; Almilar bilen méni yéngilandurunglar; Chünki muhebbettin zeipliship kettim;
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love.
6 Uning sol qoli béshim astida, Uning ong qoli méni silawatidu.
His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
7 I Yérusalém qizliri, Jerenler we daladiki marallarning hörmiti bilen, Silerge tapilaymenki, Muhebbetning waqit-saiti bolmighuche, Uni oyghatmanglar, qozghimanglar!»
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
8 «Söyümlükümning awazi! Mana, u kéliwatidu! Taghlardin sekrep, Édirlardin oynaqlap kéliwatidu!
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 Méning söyümlüküm jeren yaki yash bughidektur; Mana, u bizning öyning témining keynide turidu; U dérizilerdin qaraydu, U penjire-penjirilerdin marap baqidu».
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10 «Méning söyümlüküm manga söz qilip mundaq dédi: — «Ornungdin tur, amriqim, méning güzilim, men bilen ketkin;
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Chünki mana, qish ötüp ketti, Yamghur yéghip tügidi, u kétip qaldi;
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;
12 Yer yüzide güller köründi; Naxshilar sayrash waqti keldi, Zéminimizda paxtekning sadasi anglanmaqta;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 Enjür derixi qishliq enjürlirini pishurmaqta, Üzüm talliri chécheklep öz puriqini chachmaqta; Ornungdin tur, méning amriqim, méning güzilim, men bilen ketkin!
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 Ah méning paxtikim, Qoram tash yériqi ichide, Qiya daldisida, Manga awazingni anglatqaysen, Chünki awazing shérin, jamaling yéqimliqtur!»
O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.
15 «Tülkilerni tutuwalayli, Yeni üzümzarlarni buzghuchi kichik tülkilerni tutuwalayli; Chünki üzümzarlirimiz chécheklimekte».
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes.
16 «Söyümlüküm méningkidur, men uningkidurmen; U niluperler arisida padisini béqiwatidu».
My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17 «Tang atquche, Kölenggiler qéchip yoqighuche, Manga qarap burulup kelgin, i söyümlüküm, Hijranliq taghliri üstidin sekrep kélidighan jeren yaki bughidek bolghin!».
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
