Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?
Sesiye ngaphi isithandwa sakho wena omuhle kulabo bonke abesifazane? Siqonde ngaphi isithandwa sakho ukuze sikudingise sona?
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the bed of aromatical spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Isithandwa sami sehlele ngesivandeni saso, endimeni yamaluba eziyoliso, ukuzulazula ezivandeni lokuqunta izimbali.
3 I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feedeth among the lilies.
Ngingowaso isithandwa sami, laso singesami; uzithokozisa ngoba phakathi kwamaluba.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem: terrible as an army set in array.
Umuhle, sithandwa sami, njengeThiza, uthandeka njengeJerusalema, ulesithunzi njengamabutho ephethe uphawu lwempi.
5 Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.
Susa amehlo akho kimi; angihubula igwebu. Inwele zakho zinjengomhlambi wembuzi zisehla eGiliyadi.
6 Thy teeth as a flock of sheep, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.
Amazinyo akho anjengomhlambi wezimvu zivela geziswa yileyo ihamba laleyo efanana layo; akula ehamba yodwa.
7 Thy cheeks are as the bark of a pomegranate, beside what is hidden within thee.
Izihlathi zakho ezivalwe liveli lakho zinjengezingxenye zesithelo sephomegranathi.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and young maidens without number.
Kungabe kukhona amakhosikazi angamatshumi ayisithupha, labanye abafazi beceleni abangamatshumi ayisificaminwembili, lezintombi ezipheleleyo ezingelakubalwa;
9 One is my dove, my perfect one is but one, she is the only one of her mother, the chosen of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and declared her most blessed: the queens and concubines, and they praised her.
kodwa ijuba lami, opheleleyo wami, wehlukene, nguye yedwa kunina, uyintandokazi yalowo owamzalayo. Izintombi zambona zathi ubusisiwe; amakhosikazi labafazi beceleni bambabaza.
10 Who is she that cometh forth as the morning rising, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as an army set in array?
Ngubani lo oqhamuka njengokusa, omuhle njengenyanga, okhazimula njengelanga, olobukhosi njengezinkanyezi ziludwendwe?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valleys, and to look if the vineyard had flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
Ngehlela esivandeni esilezithelo ezilenkelo ngisiyabona amahlumela esigodini, ngisiyabona ingabe amavini ayesenunkula yini langabe amaphomegranathi ayeseqhakazile na.
12 I knew not: my soul troubled me for the chariots of Aminadab.
Ngisalibele nje isifiso sami sangibeka ezinqoleni zobukhosi ezabantu bakithi.
13 Return, return, O Sulamitess: return, return that we may behold thee.
Phenduka, phenduka, wena mShulamithi; phenduka, phenduka, ukuze sikubuke! Umyeni Liyabe limbukelani umShulamithi kungathi libuka umgido kaMahanayimi?
