Küylǝrning küyi 1
1 «Küylǝrning küyi» — Sulaymanning küyi.
Solomon's song of songs.
2 «U otluⱪ aƣzi bilǝn meni sɵysun; Qünki sening muⱨǝbbiting xarabtin xerindur.
Kiss me, kiss me with your mouth again and again, for your love is sweeter than wine.
3 Huxpuraⱪtur sening ǝtirliring; Ⱪuyulƣan puraⱪliⱪ may sening namingdur; Xunglaxⱪa ⱪizlar seni sɵyidu. Kɵnglümni ɵzünggǝ mǝⱨliya ⱪilƣaysǝn — Biz sanga ǝgixip yügürǝyli! — Padixaⱨ meni ɵz ⱨujriliriƣa ǝkirgǝy!»
I love the way you smell from the perfumed oils you use. You have quite a reputation—it spreads like spilled perfumed oil. It's not surprising that all the young women adore you!
4 «Biz sǝndin huxal bolup xadlinimiz; Sening muⱨǝbbǝtliringni xarabtin artuⱪ ǝslǝp tǝriplǝymiz».
Take me by the hand—let's run! (The king has brought me to his bedroom.) Let's be happy together and find pleasure in your love. Your love is far better than wine! Women are right to adore you so!
5 «Ular seni durusluⱪ bilǝn sɵyidu». — «Ⱪara tǝnlik bolƣinim bilǝn qirayliⱪmǝn, i Yerusalem ⱪizliri! Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Kedarliⱪlarning qedirliridǝk, Sulaymanning pǝrdiliridǝk ⱪarimǝn.
I'm black, but I'm beautiful, women of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Manga tikilip ⱪarimanglar, Qünki ⱪaridurmǝn, Qünki aptap meni kɵydürdi; Anamning oƣulliri mǝndin rǝnjigǝn; Xunga ular meni üzümzarlarni baⱪⱪuqi ⱪildi; Xunga ɵz üzümzarimni baⱪalmiƣanmǝn».
Don't look down on me because I'm black, because the sun has burned me. My brothers were angry with me and made me look after the vineyards, so I couldn't look after my own vineyard.
7 «Ⱨǝy, jenim sɵyginim, deginǝ, Padangni ⱪǝyǝrdǝ baⱪisǝn? Uni kün ⱪiyamida ⱪǝyǝrdǝ aram alƣuzisǝn? Ⱨǝmraⱨliringning padiliri yenida qümpǝrdilik ayallardǝk yürüxümning nemǝ ⱨajiti?»
My love, please tell me where you're taking your flock. Where will you rest them at noon? For why should I have to wear a veil while looking for you among the flocks of your companions?
8 «I ⱪiz-ayallar arisidiki ǝng güzili, ǝgǝr sǝn buni bilmisǝng, Padamning basⱪan izlirini besip mengip, Padiqining qediri yenida ɵz oƣlaⱪliringni ozuⱪlandurƣin».
If you really don't know, you who are more beautiful than any other woman, then follow the tracks of my flock, and let your goats graze near the shepherd's tents.
9 «I sɵyümlüküm, mǝn seni Pirǝwnning jǝng ⱨarwiliriƣa ⱪetilƣan bir baytalƣa ohxattim;
My darling, to me you're like a mare among Pharaoh's horses that pull his chariots,
10 Sening mǝngziliring tizilƣan munqaⱪlar bilǝn, Boynung marjanlar bilǝn güzǝldur.
Your beautiful cheeks adorned with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Biz sanga kümüx kɵzlǝr ⱪuyulƣan, Altundin zibu-zinnǝtlǝrni yasap berimiz».
Let's make you some gold ornaments inlaid with silver.
12 «Padixaⱨ toy dastihinida olturƣinida, sumbul mǝlⱨimim puraⱪ qaqidu;
As the king lay on his couch, my nard perfume gave off its fragrance.
13 Mening sɵyümlüküm, u manga bir monǝk murmǝkkidur, U kɵkslirim arisida ⱪonup ⱪalidu;
My love is like a pouch of myrrh, lying all night between my breasts.
14 Mening sɵyümlüküm manga Ən-Gǝdidiki üzümzarlarda ɵskǝn bir ƣunqǝ henǝ gülidǝktur».
My love is like a bunch of fragrant henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 «Mana, sǝn güzǝl, amriⱪim! Mana, sǝn xundaⱪ güzǝl! Kɵzliring pahtǝklǝrningkidǝktur!»
Look at how very beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are as gentle as doves.
16 «Mana, sǝn güzǝl, sɵyümlüküm; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, yeⱪimliⱪ ikǝnsǝn; Bizning orun-kɵrpimiz yexildur;
And you, my love, are so handsome—how charming you are! The green grass is our bed,
17 Ɵyimizdiki limlar kedir dǝrihidin, Wasilirimiz arqilardindur.
with cedar trees as beams for our “house,” and pine trees for the rafters.
