Küylerning küyi 8
1 «Ah, apamning köksini shorighan inimdek bolsang’idi! Séni talada uchritar bolsam, söyettim, We héchkim méni kemsitmeytti.
Oh that thou were as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee outside, I would kiss thee. Yes, and none would despise me.
2 Men séni yétekleyttim, Apangning öyige élip kirettim; Sen manga telim béretting; Men sanga tétitqu sharabidin ichküzettim; Anarlirimning sherbitidin ichküzettim.
I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 Uning sol qoli béshim astida bolatti, Uning ong qoli méni silaytti!».
His left hand under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
4 «Silerge tapilaymenki, i Yérusalém qizliri — «Uning waqit-saiti bolmighuche, Siler muhebbetni oyghatmanglar, qozghimanglar!»
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake love, until it please.
5 «Daladin chiqiwatqan bu zadi kim? Öz söyümlükige yölinip?» «Men alma derixi astida séni oyghatqanidim; Ashu yerde apang tolghaq yep séni dunyagha chiqarghanidi; Ashu yerde séni tughquchi tolghaq yep séni chiqarghanidi».
Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke thee. There thy mother was in travail with thee. There she who brought thee forth was in travail.
6 «Méni könglüngge möhürdek, Bilikingge möhürdek basqaysen; Chünki muhebbet ölümdek küchlüktur; Muhebbetning qizghinishi tehtisaradek rehimsiz; Uningdin chiqqan ot uchqunliri, — Yahning dehshetlik bir yalqunidur! (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm. For love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as Sheol. The flashes of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame. (Sheol h7585)
7 Köp sular muhebbetni öchürelmeydu; Kelkünler uni gherq qilalmaydu; Birsi: «Öy-teelluqatlirimning hemmisini bérip muhebbetke érishimen» dése, Undaqta u adem kishining neziridin pütünley chüshüp kétidu».
Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 «Bizning kichik singlimiz bardur, Biraq uning köksi yoqtur; Singlimizgha elchiler kelgen künide biz uning üchün néme qilimiz?»
We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
9 «Eger u sépil bolsa, Biz uninggha kümüsh munar salimiz; Eger u ishik bolsa, Biz uni kédir taxtaylar bilen qaplaymiz».
If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 «Özüm bir sépildurmen, Hem méning köksilirim munarlardektur; Shunga men uning köz aldida xatirjemlik tapqan birsidek boldum».
I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.
11 «Sulaymanning Baal-Hamonda üzümzari bar idi, Üzümzarini baghwenlerge ijarige berdi; Ularning hemmisi méwisi üchün ming tengge apirip bérishi kérek idi;
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He let out the vineyard to keepers. Every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
12 Özümning üzümzarim mana méning aldimda turidu; Uning ming tenggisi sanga bolsun, i Sulayman, Shuningdek ikki yüz tengge méwisini baqquchilargha bolsun».
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. Thou, O Solomon, shall have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.
13 «Hey baghlarda turghuchi, Hemrahlar awazingni anglighusi bar; Mangimu uni anglatquzghaysen».
Thou who dwell in the gardens, the companions hearken for thy voice. Cause me to hear it.
14 «I söyümlüküm, téz bole, Jeren yaki yash bughidek bol, Tétitqular taghliri üstide yügürüp!»
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
