Song of Solomon 1
1 Orin, àwọn orin tí í ṣe orin Solomoni.
The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Fi ìfẹnukonu ìfẹ́ kò mí ní ẹnu, nítorí ìfẹ́ rẹ dára ju ọtí wáìnì lọ.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
3 Òórùn ìkunra rẹ fanimọ́ra. Orúkọ rẹ rí bí ìkunra tí a tú jáde abájọ tí àwọn wúńdíá fi fẹ́ ọ.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Fà mí lọ pẹ̀lú rẹ, kí a lọ kíákíá ọba ti mú mi wá sínú yàrá rẹ̀. Ọ̀rẹ́ Àwa yọ̀ inú wa sì dùn sí ọ; a gbé ìfẹ́ rẹ ga ju ọtí wáìnì lọ. Olólùfẹ́ Wọ́n fẹ́ ọ nítòótọ́!
Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
5 Èmi dúdú mo sì ní ẹwà. Ẹ̀yin ọmọbìnrin Jerusalẹmu dúdú bí àgọ́ ìlú Kedari, bí aṣọ títa ti Solomoni.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Má ṣe wò mí nítorí wí pé mo dúdú, nítorí oòrùn mú mi dúdú, ọmọkùnrin ìyá mi bínú sí mi ó sì fi mí ṣe olùtọ́jú ọgbà àjàrà; ọgbà àjàrà tèmi ni èmi kò tọ́jú.
Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Wí fún mi, ìwọ ẹni tí ọkàn mí fẹ́, níbo ni ìwọ ń da agbo ẹran lọ. Níbi tí ìwọ mú agbo ẹran rẹ sinmi ní ọ̀sán, kí ni ìdí tí èmi yóò fi jẹ́ obìnrin asán ní ẹ̀bá agbo ẹran àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ rẹ.
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
8 Bí ìwọ kò bá mọ̀, ìwọ arẹwà jùlọ nínú àwọn obìnrin. Bá ọ̀nà tí agbo ẹran rìn lọ, kí o sì bọ́ àwọn ọmọ ewúrẹ́ rẹ. Ní ẹ̀bá àgọ́ àwọn olùṣọ́-àgùntàn.
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 Olùfẹ́ mi, mo fi ọ́ wé ẹṣin mi nínú kẹ̀kẹ́ Farao.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Ẹ̀rẹ̀kẹ́ rẹ dára ní ohun ọ̀ṣọ́, ọrùn rẹ sì yẹ ọ̀ṣọ́ ìlẹ̀kẹ̀.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
11 A ó fi wúrà ṣe òrùka etí fún ọ, a ó fi fàdákà ṣe ìlẹ̀kẹ̀.
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12 Nígbà tí ọba wà ní orí ìjókòó rẹ̀, òróró ìkunra mi tú òórùn jáde.
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 Ìdì òjìá ni olùfẹ́ mi jẹ sí mi, òun ó sinmi lé àárín ọmú mi.
A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 Bí ìdì ìtànná Henina ni olùfẹ́ mi rí sí mi láti inú ọgbà àjàrà ti En-Gedi.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En–gedi.
15 Báwo ni o ti lẹ́wà tó, olólùfẹ́ mi! Háà, báwo ni o ṣe lẹ́wà tó! Ìwọ ní ojú ẹyẹlé.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
16 Báwo ni o ṣe dára tó, olùfẹ́ mi! Háà, báwo ni o ṣe wu ni! Ibùsùn wa ní ìtura.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
17 Ìtànṣán ilé wa jẹ́ ti igi kedari ẹkẹ́ ilé wa jẹ́ ti igi firi.
The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
