Küylerning küyi 1
1 «Küylerning küyi» — Sulaymanning küyi.
The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 «U otluq aghzi bilen méni söysun; Chünki séning muhebbiting sharabtin shérindur.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.
3 Xushpuraqtur séning etirliring; Quyulghan puraqliq may séning namingdur; Shunglashqa qizlar séni söyidu. Könglümni özüngge mehliya qilghaysen — Biz sanga egiship yügüreyli! — Padishah méni öz hujrilirigha ekirgey!»
And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee.
4 «Biz sendin xushal bolup shadlinimiz; Séning muhebbetliringni sharabtin artuq eslep teripleymiz».
They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness loves thee.
5 «Ular séni durusluq bilen söyidu». — «Qara tenlik bolghinim bilen chirayliqmen, i Yérusalém qizliri! Berheq, Kédarliqlarning chédirliridek, Sulaymanning perdiliridek qarimen.
I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Manga tikilip qarimanglar, Chünki qaridurmen, Chünki aptap méni köydürdi; Anamning oghulliri mendin renjigen; Shunga ular méni üzümzarlarni baqquchi qildi; Shunga öz üzümzarimni baqalmighanmen».
Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother's sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.
7 «Hey, jénim söyginim, dégine, Padangni qeyerde baqisen? Uni kün qiyamida qeyerde aram alghuzisen? Hemrahliringning padiliri yénida chümperdilik ayallardek yürüshümning néme hajiti?»
Tell me, [thou] whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.
8 «I qiz-ayallar arisidiki eng güzili, eger sen buni bilmiseng, Padamning basqan izlirini bésip méngip, Padichining chédiri yénida öz oghlaqliringni ozuqlandurghin».
If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd's tents.
9 «I söyümlüküm, men séni Pirewnning jeng harwilirigha qétilghan bir baytalgha oxshattim;
I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.
10 Séning mengziliring tizilghan munchaqlar bilen, Boynung marjanlar bilen güzeldur.
How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!
11 Biz sanga kümüsh közler quyulghan, Altundin zibu-zinnetlerni yasap bérimiz».
We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.
12 «Padishah toy dastixinida olturghinida, sumbul melhimim puraq chachidu;
So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.
13 Méning söyümlüküm, u manga bir monek murmekkidur, U kökslirim arisida qonup qalidu;
My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.
14 Méning söyümlüküm manga En-Gedidiki üzümzarlarda ösken bir ghunche xéne gülidektur».
My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.
15 «Mana, sen güzel, amriqim! Mana, sen shundaq güzel! Közliring paxteklerningkidektur!»
Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.
16 «Mana, sen güzel, söyümlüküm; Berheq, yéqimliq ikensen; Bizning orun-körpimiz yéshildur;
Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.
17 Öyimizdiki limlar kédir derixidin, Wasilirimiz archilardindur.
The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.
