Loyembo ya Salomo 6
1 Oh mwasi oyo aleki basi nyonso na kitoko, mobali na yo akei wapi? Akoti nzela nini mpo ete tosunga yo mpo na koluka ye?
Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
2 Mobali na ngai akei na elanga na ye, na mikala ya banzete ya solo kitoko mpo na koleisa bibwele na ye mpe kobuka fololo oyo babengaka lisi.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Nazali mpo na mobali na ngai, mpe mobali na ngai azali mpo ngai. Azali koleisa bibwele na ye na bilanga ya bafololo oyo babengaka lisi.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
4 Oh mwasi na ngai ya motema, ozali kitoko lokola engumba ya Tiritsa; elongi na yo ezali kitoko lokola engumba Yelusalemi; obangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango.
You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5 Tika kotala ngai, pamba te miso na yo ezali kokweyisa ngai mayanga. Suki na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bantaba ya basi oyo ewutaka na Galadi.
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Minu na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bameme oyo bawuti kosukola. Meme moko na moko ezali na lipasa na yango, moko te ezangi mwana.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; of which every one has twins; none is bereaved among them.
7 Matama na yo, na se ya vwale, ezali lokola liboke ya bambuma ya grenade.
Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 Mokonzi akoki kozala na basi tuku motoba, bamakangu tuku mwambe mpe bilenge basi ebele penza.
There are sixty queens, eighty secondary wives, and virgins without number.
9 Kasi ebenga na ngai, mwasi na ngai oyo akoka na nyonso, azali kaka ye moko; azali kaka ye moko mwana mwasi ya mama na ye, oyo aleki kitoko na libumu ya mama oyo abota ye. Tango bilenge basi bamonaka ye, balulaka ye mpe batatolaka ete azali mwasi na esengo. Basi ya bakonzi mpe bamakangu bakumisaka ye soki bamoni ye.
My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother's only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; the queens and the secondary wives, and they praised her.
10 Nani oyo azali komonana lokola moyi ya tongo, kitoko lokola sanza, azali kongenga lokola moyi, abangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango?
Who is she who looks forth as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
11 Nakendeki na elanga ya bakokoti mpo na koluka milona kati na lubwaku, mpo na kotala soki banzete ya vino ebandi kobimisa mito to banzete ya grenade ebandi kobimisa bafololo.
I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
12 Nasosolaki te ndenge nini molimo na ngai ememaki ngai kino na bashar ya mokonzi ya bato na ngai.
Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people's chariots.
13 Zonga, zonga, oh mwasi ya Sulami! Zonga, zonga mpo ete tokoka kotala yo malamu! Mpo na nini bolingi kotala malamu mwasi ya Sulami ndenge batalaka mabina ya mindule ya masanga mibale?
Return, return, Shulammite. Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?
