Küylerning küyi 8
1 «Ah, apamning köksini shorighan inimdek bolsang’idi! Séni talada uchritar bolsam, söyettim, We héchkim méni kemsitmeytti.
O that you were as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find you without, I would kiss you; yes, I should not be despised.
2 Men séni yétekleyttim, Apangning öyige élip kirettim; Sen manga telim béretting; Men sanga tétitqu sharabidin ichküzettim; Anarlirimning sherbitidin ichküzettim.
I would lead you, and bring you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me: I would cause you 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 should be 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 charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until he 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 that comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree: there your mother brought you forth: there she brought you forth that bore you.
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 on your heart, as a seal on your arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which has 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, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be 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 be a wall, we will build on her a palace of silver: and if she be 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 towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.
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 Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; every one for the fruit thereof 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: you, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
13 «Hey baghlarda turghuchi, Hemrahlar awazingni anglighusi bar; Mangimu uni anglatquzghaysen».
You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your 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 you like to a roe or to a young hart on the mountains of spices.
