Proverbs 7
1 My son, keep my words, and lay up my precepts with thee. Son,
Ọmọ mi, pa ọ̀rọ̀ mi mọ́, sì fi àwọn òfin mi pamọ́ sínú ọkàn rẹ.
2 Keep my commandments, and thou shalt live: and my law as the apple of thy eye:
Pa òfin mi mọ́, ìwọ yóò sì yè tọ́jú ẹ̀kọ́ mi bí ẹyinlójú rẹ.
3 Bind it upon thy fingers, write it upon the tables of thy heart.
Kọ wọ́n sí ọwọ́ òsì rẹ, má ṣe fi jẹun kọ wọ́n sí inú wàláà àyà rẹ.
4 Say to wisdom: Thou art my sister: and call prudence thy friend,
Wí fún ọgbọ́n pé, “Ìwọ ni arábìnrin mi,” sì pe òye ní ìbátan rẹ.
5 That she may keep thee from the woman that is not thine, and from the stranger who sweeteneth her words.
Wọn yóò pa ó mọ́ kúrò lọ́wọ́ obìnrin alágbèrè, kúrò lọ́wọ́ àjèjì obìnrin àti ọ̀rọ̀ ìtànjẹ rẹ̀.
6 For I look out of the window of my house through the lattice,
Ní ojú fèrèsé ilé è mi mo wo ìta láti ojú fèrèsé.
7 And I see little ones, I behold a foolish young man,
Mo rí i láàrín àwọn aláìmọ̀kan mo sì kíyèsi láàrín àwọn ọ̀dọ́kùnrin, ọ̀dọ́ kan tí ó ṣe aláìgbọ́n.
8 Who passeth through the street by the corner, and goeth nigh the way of her house.
Ó ń lọ ní pópónà ní tòsí i ilé alágbèrè obìnrin náà, ó ń rìn lọ sí ọ̀nà ilé e rẹ̀.
9 In the dark, when it grows late, in the darkness and obscurity of the night,
Ní ìrọ̀lẹ́ bí oòrùn ṣe ń wọ̀, bí òkùnkùn ṣe ń bo ni lára.
10 And behold a woman meeteth him in harlot’s attire prepared to deceive souls; talkative and wandering,
Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni obìnrin kan jáde wá láti pàdé rẹ̀, ó múra bí panṣágà pẹ̀lú ètè búburú.
11 Not bearing to be quiet, not able to abide still at home,
(Ó jẹ́ aláriwo àti alágídí, ìdí rẹ̀ kì í jókòó nílé;
12 Now abroad, now in the streets, now lying in wait near the corners.
bí ó ti ń já níhìn-ín ní ó ń já lọ́hùn ún gbogbo orígun ni ó ti ń ba ní ibùba.)
13 And catching the young man, she kisseth him, and with an impudent face, flattereth, saying:
Ó dìímú, ó sì fẹnukò ó ní ẹnu pẹ̀lú ojú díndín ó wí pé,
14 I vowed victims for prosperity, this day I have paid my vows.
“Mo ní ọrẹ àlàáfíà ní ilé; lónìí ni mo san ẹ̀jẹ́ mi.
15 Therefore I am come out to meet thee, desirous to see thee, and I have found thee.
Nítorí náà ni n o ṣe jáde wá pàdé è rẹ; mo wá ọ káàkiri mo sì ti rí ọ!
16 I have woven my bed with cords, I have covered it with painted tapestry, brought from Egypt.
Mo ti tẹ́ ibùsùn mi pẹ̀lú aṣọ aláràbarà láti ilẹ̀ Ejibiti.
17 I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Mo ti fi nǹkan olóòórùn dídùn sí ibùsùn mi bí i òjìá, aloe àti kinamoni.
18 Come, let us be inebriated with the breasts, and let us enjoy the desired embraces, till the day appear.
Wá, jẹ́ kí a lo ìfẹ́ papọ̀ ní kíkún títí di àárọ̀; jẹ́ kí a gbádùn ara wa pẹ̀lú ìfẹ́!
19 For my husband is not at home, he is gone a very long journey.
Ọkọ ọ̀ mi ò sí nílé; ó ti lọ sí ìrìnàjò jíjìn.
20 He took with him a bag of money: he mill return home the day of the full moon.
Ó mú owó púpọ̀ lọ́wọ́ kò sì ní darí dé kí ó tó di ọ̀sán.”
21 She entangled him with many words, and drew him away with the flattery of her lips.
Pẹ̀lú ọ̀rọ̀ dídùn ó sì í lọ́nà; ó tàn án jẹ pẹ̀lú ẹnu dídùn.
22 Immediately he followeth her as an ox led to be a victim, and as a lamb playing the wanton, and not knowing that he is drawn like a fool to bonds,
Òun sì tọ̀ ọ́ lọ lẹsẹ̀ kan náà, bí i màlúù tí ń lọ sí ibi pípa, tàbí bí àgbọ̀nrín tí ń lọ sí ibi okùn ìso.
23 Till the arrow pierce his liver: as if a bird should make haste to the snare, and knoweth not that his life is in danger.
Títí tí ọ̀kọ̀ fi gún un ní ẹ̀dọ̀, bí ẹyẹ ṣe ń fẹ́ wọ inú okùn, láìmọ̀ pé yóò gba ẹ̀mí òun.
24 Now therefore, my son, hear me, and attend to the words of my mouth.
Nítorí náà báyìí ẹ̀yin ọmọ mi, tẹ́tí sí mi fọkàn sí nǹkan tí mo sọ.
25 Let not thy mind be drawn away in her ways: neither be thou deceived with her paths.
Má ṣe jẹ́ kí ọkàn rẹ kí ó yà sí ọ̀nà rẹ̀, tàbí kí ó rìn lọ sí ipa ọ̀nà rẹ̀.
26 For she hath cast down many wounded, and the strongest have been slain by her.
Ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ ni àwọn tí ó ti fà lulẹ̀. Ogunlọ́gọ̀ àwọn alágbára ni ó ti pa.
