Küylǝrning küyi 6
1 «Sening sɵyümlüküng nǝgǝ kǝtkǝndu, Ⱪiz-ayallar arisida ǝng güzǝl bolƣuqi? Sening sɵyümlüküng ⱪǝyǝrgǝ burulup kǝtti? Biz sǝn bilǝn billǝ uni izdǝyli!»
Whither is thy friend gone, O fairest of women? whither hath thy friend turned himself? that we may seek him with thee?—
2 «Mening sɵyümlüküm ɵz beƣiƣa qüxti, Tetitⱪu otyaxliⱪlarƣa qüxti. Baƣlarda ozuⱪlinixⱪa, Nilupǝrlǝrni yiƣixⱪa qüxti.
My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Mǝn mening sɵyümlükümningkidurmǝn, Wǝ sɵyümlüküm meningkidur; U ɵz padisini nilupǝrlǝr arisida baⱪidu»
I am my friend's, and my friend is mine: he that feedeth among the lilies.—
4 «Sǝn güzǝl, i sɵyümlüküm, Tirzaⱨ xǝⱨiridǝk güzǝl; Yerusalemdǝk yeⱪimliⱪ, Tuƣlarni kɵtürgǝn bir ⱪoxundǝk ⱨǝywǝtliktursǝn;
Thou art beautiful, O my beloved, like Thirzah, comely like Jerusalem, terrible as armies encamped round their banners.
5 Aⱨ, kɵzliringni mǝndin kǝtküzgin! Qünki ular mening üstümdin ƣalib keliwatidu; Qaqliring Gilead teƣi baƣrida yatⱪan bir top ɵqkilǝrdǝktur.
Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have excited me: thy hair is like a flock of goats that come quietly down from mount Gil'ad.
6 Qixliring yengila yuyuluxtin qiⱪⱪan ⱪirⱪilƣan bir top ⱪoylardǝk; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi ⱪoxkezǝk tuƣⱪanlardindur; Ular arisida ⱨeqbiri kǝm ǝmǝstur;
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes which are come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and there is not one among them that is deprived of her young.
7 Qümbiling kǝynidǝ qekiliring parqǝ anardur.
Like the half of the pomegranate is the upper part of thy cheek behind thy vail.
8 Atmix hanix, sǝksǝn kenizǝkmu bar; Ⱪizlar sanaⱪsiz;
Sixty are the queens, and eighty the concubines, and the young women without number;
9 Biraⱪ mening pahtikim, ƣubarsizim bolsa birdinbirdur; Anisidin tuƣulƣanlar iqidǝ tǝngdaxsiz bolƣuqi, Ɵzini tuƣⱪuqining talliƣinidur. Ⱪizlar uni kɵrüp, uni bǝhtlik dǝp ataxti, Hanixlar wǝ kenizǝklǝrmu kɵrüp uni mahtaxti».
But one alone is my dove, my guiltless one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the chosen of her that bore her: maidens see her, and call her happy; yea, queens and concubines, and praise her.
10 «Tang sǝⱨǝr jaⱨanƣa ⱪariƣandǝk, Aydǝk güzǝl, aydingdǝk roxǝn, Illiⱪ ⱪuyaxtǝk yoruⱪ, Tuƣlarni kɵtürgǝn ⱪoxunlardǝk ⱨǝywǝtlik bolƣuqi kimdur?»
Who is this that shineth forth like the morning-dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as armies encamped round their banners?
11 «Meƣizlar beƣiƣa qüxtüm, Jilƣidiki gül-giyaⱨlarni kɵrüxkǝ, Üzüm telining bihliƣan-bihlimiƣanliⱪini kɵrüxkǝ, Anarlarning qeqǝkligǝn-qeqǝklimigǝnlikini kɵrüxkǝ;
Into the nut-garden was I gone down, to look about among the plants of the valley, to see whether the vine had blossomed, whether the pomegranates had budded.
12 Biraⱪ bilǝ-bilmǝy, Jenim meni kɵtürüp, Esil hǝlⱪimning jǝng ⱨarwiliri üstigǝ ⱪoyƣanikǝn».
I knew not [how it was], my soul made me [like] the chariots of my noble people.
13 «Ⱪaytⱪin, ⱪaytⱪin, i Xulamit — Ⱪaytⱪin, ⱪaytⱪin, bizning sanga ⱪariƣumiz bardur!» «Silǝr Xulamitning nemisigǝ ⱪariƣunglar bar?» «“Ikki bargaⱨ” ussulƣa qüxkǝn waⱪtidikidǝk uningƣa ⱪaraymiz!»
Return, return, O Shulammith; return, return, that we may look upon thee. “What will ye see in the Shulammith?” As though it were the dance of a double company.
