Küylǝrning küyi 2
1 Mǝn bolsam Xarun otliⱪidiki zǝpiran, halas; Jilƣilarda ɵskǝn bir nilupǝr, halas!»
I am a flower of the plain, a lily of the valleys.
2 «Tikǝn-jiƣanlar arisidiki nilupǝrdǝk, Mana insan ⱪizliri arisida mening amriⱪim xundaⱪtur!».
As a lily among thorns, so is my companion among the daughters.
3 «Ormandiki dǝrǝhlǝr arisida ɵskǝn alma dǝrihidǝk, Oƣul balilar arisididur mening amriⱪim. Uning sayisi astida dilim alǝmqǝ sɵyünüp olturdum; Uning mewisi manga xerin tetidi;
As the apple among the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman among the sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.
4 U meni xarabhaniƣa elip kirdi; Uning üstümdǝ kɵtürgǝn tuƣi muⱨǝbbǝttur.
Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.
5 Meni kixmix poxkallar bilǝn ⱪuwwǝtlǝnglar; Almilar bilǝn meni yengilandurunglar; Qünki muⱨǝbbǝttin zǝiplixip kǝttim;
Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I [am] wounded with love.
6 Uning sol ⱪoli bexim astida, Uning ong ⱪoli meni silawatidu.
His left [hand shall be] under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
7 I Yerusalem ⱪizliri, Jǝrǝnlǝr wǝ daladiki marallarning ⱨɵrmiti bilǝn, Silǝrgǝ tapilaymǝnki, Muⱨǝbbǝtning waⱪit-saiti bolmiƣuqǝ, Uni oyƣatmanglar, ⱪozƣimanglar!»
I have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you do not rouse or wake [my] love, until he please.
8 «Sɵyümlükümning awazi! Mana, u keliwatidu! Taƣlardin sǝkrǝp, Edirlardin oynaⱪlap keliwatidu!
The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
9 Mening sɵyümlüküm jǝrǝn yaki yax buƣidǝktur; Mana, u bizning ɵyning temining kǝynidǝ turidu; U derizilǝrdin ⱪaraydu, U pǝnjirǝ-pǝnjirilǝrdin marap baⱪidu».
My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Baethel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.
10 «Mening sɵyümlüküm manga sɵz ⱪilip mundaⱪ dedi: — «Ornungdin tur, amriⱪim, mening güzilim, mǝn bilǝn kǝtkin;
My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.
11 Qünki mana, ⱪix ɵtüp kǝtti, Yamƣur yeƣip tügidi, u ketip ⱪaldi;
For, behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.
12 Yǝr yüzidǝ güllǝr kɵründi; Nahxilar sayrax waⱪti kǝldi, Zeminimizda pahtǝkning sadasi anglanmaⱪta;
The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.
13 Ənjür dǝrihi ⱪixliⱪ ǝnjürlirini pixurmaⱪta, Üzüm talliri qeqǝklǝp ɵz puriⱪini qaqmaⱪta; Ornungdin tur, mening amriⱪim, mening güzilim, mǝn bilǝn kǝtkin!
The fig tree has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yes, come.
14 Aⱨ mening pahtikim, Ⱪoram tax yeriⱪi iqidǝ, Ⱪiya daldisida, Manga awazingni anglatⱪaysǝn, Qünki awazing xerin, jamaling yeⱪimliⱪtur!»
[You are] my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: show me your face, and cause me to hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is beautiful.
15 «Tülkilǝrni tutuwalayli, Yǝni üzümzarlarni buzƣuqi kiqik tülkilǝrni tutuwalayli; Qünki üzümzarlirimiz qeqǝklimǝktǝ».
Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth tender grapes.
16 «Sɵyümlüküm meningkidur, mǝn uningkidurmǝn; U nilupǝrlǝr arisida padisini beⱪiwatidu».
My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds [his flock] among the lilies.
17 «Tang atⱪuqǝ, Kɵlǝnggilǝr ⱪeqip yoⱪiƣuqǝ, Manga ⱪarap burulup kǝlgin, i sɵyümlüküm, Ⱨijranliⱪ taƣliri üstidin sǝkrǝp kelidiƣan jǝrǝn yaki buƣidǝk bolƣin!».
Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be you like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.
