Song of Solomon 5
1 Mo ti dé inú ọgbà mi, arábìnrin mi, ìyàwó mi; mo ti kó òjìá pẹ̀lú òórùn dídùn mi jọ. Mo ti jẹ afárá mi pẹ̀lú oyin mi; mo ti mu ọtí wáìnì mi pẹ̀lú wàrà mi. Ọ̀rẹ́ Ẹ jẹ, ẹ̀yin ọ̀rẹ́, ẹ mu, àní ẹ mu àmuyó, ẹ̀yin olùfẹ́.
I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you merie, O welbeloued.
2 Mo ti sùn ṣùgbọ́n ọkàn mi jí. Gbọ́! Olólùfẹ́ mi ń kan ìlẹ̀kùn. “Ṣí i fún mi, arábìnrin mi, olùfẹ́ mi, àdàbà mi, aláìlábàwọ́n mi, orí mi kún fún omi ìrì, irun mi kún fún òtútù òru.”
I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.
3 Mo ti bọ́ aṣọ ìgúnwà mi ṣé èmi gbọdọ̀ tún gbé e wọ̀? Mo ti wẹ ẹsẹ̀ mi ṣé èmi gbọdọ̀ tún tì í bọ eruku?
I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them?
4 Olùfẹ́ mi na ọwọ́ rẹ̀ láti inú ihò ìlẹ̀kùn inú mi sì yọ́ sí i.
My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him.
5 Èmi dìde láti ṣílẹ̀kùn fún olùfẹ́ mi, òjìá bẹ̀rẹ̀ sí í kán ní ọwọ́ mi, òjìá olóòórùn ń ti ara ìka mi ń sàn sí orí ìdìmú ìlẹ̀kùn.
I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre.
6 Èmi ṣí ìlẹ̀kùn fún olùfẹ́ mi, ṣùgbọ́n olùfẹ́ mi ti kúrò, ó ti lọ ọkàn mi gbọgbẹ́ fún lílọ rẹ̀. Mo wá a kiri ṣùgbọ́n, n kò rí i. Mo pè é ṣùgbọ́n, kò dáhùn.
I opened to my welbeloued: but my welbeloued was gone, and past: mine heart was gone when hee did speake: I sought him, but I coulde not finde him: I called him, but hee answered mee not.
7 Àwọn olùṣọ́ tí ń ṣọ́ ìlú rí mi bí wọ́n ti ṣe ń rìn yí ìlú ká. Wọ́n nà mí, wọ́n sá mi lọ́gbẹ́; wọ́n gba ìborùn mi lọ́wọ́ mi. Àwọn olùṣọ́ tí ń ṣọ́ odi!
The watchmen that went about the citie, founde me: they smote me and wounded me: the watchmen of the walles tooke away my vaile from me.
8 Ẹ̀yin ọmọbìnrin Jerusalẹmu, mo bẹ̀ yín bí ẹ̀yin bá rí olùfẹ́ mi, kí ni ẹ̀yin yóò wí fún un? Ẹ wí fún un pé àìsàn ìfẹ́ ń ṣe mi.
I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue.
9 Kí ni olùfẹ́ rẹ fi dára ju àwọn tókù lọ, ìwọ arẹwà jùlọ láàrín àwọn obìnrin? Kí ni olùfẹ́ rẹ fi dára ju àwọn tókù lọ tí ìwọ fi ń fi wá bú bẹ́ẹ̀?
O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs?
10 Olùfẹ́ mi ní ìtànṣán ó sì pọ́n ó ní ọlá ju ẹgbẹ̀rún mẹ́wàá lọ.
My welbeloued is white and ruddie, the chiefest of ten thousand.
11 Orí rẹ̀ rí bí i wúrà tí ó dára jùlọ ìdì irun rẹ̀ rí bí i imọ̀ ọ̀pẹ ó sì dúdú bí i ẹyẹ ìwò.
His head is as fine golde, his lockes curled, and blacke as a rauen.
12 Ojú rẹ̀ rí bí i ti àdàbà ní ẹ̀bá odò tí ń sàn, tí a fi wàrà wẹ̀, tí ó jì, tí ó sì dákẹ́ rọ́rọ́.
His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the full vessels.
13 Ẹ̀rẹ̀kẹ́ rẹ̀ rí bí ibùsùn tùràrí tí ó sun òórùn tùràrí dídùn Ètè rẹ̀ rí bí i ìtànná lílì ó ń kán òjìá olóòórùn dídùn.
His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping downe pure myrrhe.
14 Apá rẹ̀ rí bí i ọ̀pá wúrà, tí a to ohun ọ̀ṣọ́ sí yíká. Ara rẹ̀ rí bí i eyín erin dídán tí a fi safire ṣe lọ́ṣọ̀ọ́.
His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white yuorie couered with saphirs.
15 Ẹsẹ̀ rẹ̀ rí bí i òpó mabu tí a gbé ka ihò ìtẹ̀bọ̀ wúrà dáradára. Ìrísí rẹ̀ rí bí igi kedari Lebanoni, tí dídára rẹ̀ kò ní ẹgbẹ́.
His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine golde: his countenance as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16 Ẹnu rẹ̀ jẹ́ adùn fún ara rẹ̀ ó wu ni pátápátá. Háà! Ẹ̀yin ọmọbìnrin Jerusalẹmu. Èyí ni olùfẹ́ mi, èyí sì ni ọ̀rẹ́ mi.
His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my louer, O daughters of Ierusalem.
