Song of Solomon 6
1 Chorus to Bride: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you?
Ina ƙaunataccenki ya tafi, yake mafiya kyau cikin mata? Wace hanya ce ƙaunataccenki ya bi, don mu taimake ki nemansa.
2 Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies.
Ƙaunataccena ya gangara zuwa lambunsa, zuwa inda fangulan kayan yaji suke, don yă yi kiwo a cikin lambun don kuma yă tattara furen bi-rana.
3 I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
Ni na ƙaunataccena ce, ƙaunataccena kuma nawa ne; yana kiwo a cikin furen bi-rana.
4 Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
Ke kyakkyawa ce, ƙaunatacciyata, kamar Tirza, kyakkyawa kuma kamar Urushalima, mai daraja kamar mayaƙa da tutoti.
5 Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.
Ki kau da idanu daga gare ni; gama suna rinjayata. Gashinki yana kama da garken awakin da suke gangarawa daga Gileyad.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
Haƙoranki suna kama da garken tumakin da suke haurawa daga inda aka yi musu wanka. Kowanne yana tare da ɗan’uwansa; babu waninsu da yake shi kaɗai.
7 Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
Kumatunki sun yi kamar rumman da aka tsaga biyu a cikin lulluɓinki.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
Sarauniyoyi sittin za su iya kasance a can, da ƙwarƙwarai tamanin da kuma budurwai da suka wuce ƙirge;
9 One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her.
amma kurciyata, cikakkiyata, dabam take, tilo kuwa ga mahaifiyarta,’yar lele ga wadda ta haife ta.’Yan mata sun gan ta suka ce da ita mai albarka; sarauniyoyi da ƙwarƙwarai sun yabe ta.
10 Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
Wace ce wannan da ta bayyana sai ka ce ketowar alfijir? Kyakkyawa kamar wata, mai haske kamar rana, mai daraja kamar taurari a jere?
11 Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds.
Na gangara zuwa cikin itatuwan almon don in ga ƙananan itatuwan da suke girma a kwari, don in ga ko inabi sun yi’ya’ya ko rumman suna fid da furanni.
12 I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab.
Kafin in san wani abu, sha’awarta ta sa ni a cikin keken yaƙin sarkin mutanena.
13 Chorus to Bride: Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you. Chorus to Groom: What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
Ki dawo, ki dawo, ya Bashulammiya; ki dawo, ki dawo, don mu dube ki! Ƙaunatacce Don me kuke duban Bashulammiya sai ka ce rawar Mahanayim?
