Küylǝrning küyi 2
1 Mǝn bolsam Xarun otliⱪidiki zǝpiran, halas; Jilƣilarda ɵskǝn bir nilupǝr, halas!»
[SHE] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.
2 «Tikǝn-jiƣanlar arisidiki nilupǝrdǝk, Mana insan ⱪizliri arisida mening amriⱪim xundaⱪtur!».
[HE] As a lily among thorns, So, is my fair one, 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;
[SHE] As an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.
4 U meni xarabhaniƣa elip kirdi; Uning üstümdǝ kɵtürgǝn tuƣi muⱨǝbbǝttur.
He hath brought me into the house of wine, and, his banner over me, is love.
5 Meni kixmix poxkallar bilǝn ⱪuwwǝtlǝnglar; Almilar bilǝn meni yengilandurunglar; Qünki muⱨǝbbǝttin zǝiplixip kǝttim;
Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, —for sick with love, I am.
6 Uning sol ⱪoli bexim astida, Uning ong ⱪoli meni silawatidu.
His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me!
7 I Yerusalem ⱪizliri, Jǝrǝnlǝr wǝ daladiki marallarning ⱨɵrmiti bilǝn, Silǝrgǝ tapilaymǝnki, Muⱨǝbbǝtning waⱪit-saiti bolmiƣuqǝ, Uni oyƣatmanglar, ⱪozƣimanglar!»
[HE] I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, —That ye wake not, nor arouse, the dear love until she please!
8 «Sɵyümlükümning awazi! Mana, u keliwatidu! Taƣlardin sǝkrǝp, Edirlardin oynaⱪlap keliwatidu!
[SHE] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh, —leaping over the mountains, skipping 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».
Resembleth, my beloved, a gazelle, or a young stag, —Lo! here he is, standing behind our wall, looking in at the windows, peeping in at the lattice.
10 «Mening sɵyümlüküm manga sɵz ⱪilip mundaⱪ dedi: — «Ornungdin tur, amriⱪim, mening güzilim, mǝn bilǝn kǝtkin;
Responded my beloved, and said to me, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away,
11 Qünki mana, ⱪix ɵtüp kǝtti, Yamƣur yeƣip tügidi, u ketip ⱪaldi;
For lo, the winter, is past, —the rain, is over, [and] gone;
12 Yǝr yüzidǝ güllǝr kɵründi; Nahxilar sayrax waⱪti kǝldi, Zeminimizda pahtǝkning sadasi anglanmaⱪta;
The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring-song, hath come, —and, the voice of the turtle, is 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, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines—all blossom, yield fragrance, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away!
14 Aⱨ mening pahtikim, Ⱪoram tax yeriⱪi iqidǝ, Ⱪiya daldisida, Manga awazingni anglatⱪaysǝn, Qünki awazing xerin, jamaling yeⱪimliⱪtur!»
[HE] O my dove! In the retreats of the crag, in the hiding-place of the terrace, Let me see thy form, Let me hear thy voice, —For, thy voice, is sweet, and, thy form, comely.
15 «Tülkilǝrni tutuwalayli, Yǝni üzümzarlarni buzƣuqi kiqik tülkilǝrni tutuwalayli; Qünki üzümzarlirimiz qeqǝklimǝktǝ».
[BOTH] Take ye for us, the foxes, the little foxes that are spoiling the vines, —and, our vines, are all blossom!
16 «Sɵyümlüküm meningkidur, mǝn uningkidurmǝn; U nilupǝrlǝr arisida padisini beⱪiwatidu».
[SHE] My beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among 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, breathe, and the shadows, be lengthened, Again, liken thyself, my beloved, to a gazelle, or to a young stag, upon the cleft mountains.
