Song of Solomon 1
Kanu waa gabaygii gabayada ee Sulaymaan.
2 Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
Isagu ha igu dhunkado dhunkashooyinka afkiisa; Waayo, jacaylkaagu xataa khamri wuu ka sii macaan yahay.
3 Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
Saliiddaadu caraf wanaagsan bay leedahay, Oo magacaaguna waa sida saliidcadar la shubay, Oo sidaas daraaddeed baa habluhu kuu jecel yihiin.
4 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
I soo jiido, waannu kaa daba ordaynaaye. Boqorkii wuxuu i soo geliyey qolladihiisii. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Annagu waannu kugu farxi doonnaa, oo waannu kugu rayrayn doonnaa, Oo jacaylkaagana waxaannu u sii xusuusan doonnaa in khamri ka sii badan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Si qumman ayay kuu jecel yihiin.
5 I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Anigu waan madoobahay, laakiinse waan u qurxoonahay Sida teendhooyinkii reer Qedaar Iyo sida daahyadii Sulaymaan.
6 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
Ha ii soo dhuganina madowgayga qorraxdu i gubtay aawadiis. Wiilashii hooyaday ayaa ii cadhooday, Oo waxay iga dhigeen ilaaliyihii beeraha canabka ah, Laakiinse beertayda canabka ah ma aan dhawrayn.
7 Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
Kan naftaydu jeceshahayow, ii sheeg Meesha aad adhigaaga daajisid, iyo meesha aad hadhkii hadhisid; Waayo, bal maxaan u ahaanayaa Sida mid ag wareegta adhyaha saaxiibbadaa?
8 If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
Taada naagaha ugu qurux badanay, haddaadan aqoon, Waxaad daba gashaa adhiga raadkiisa, Oo waxaad waxarahaaga ag daajisaa teendhooyinka adhijirrada.
9 To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
Taan jeclahayay, waxaan kugu masaalay Faras ka mid ah fardihii gaadhifardoodyadii Fircoon.
10 Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.
Dhabannadaadu waxay la qurxoon yihiin timo tidcan, Oo qoortaaduna laasimmo jowharad ah.
11 We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
Waxaannu kuu samaynaynaa silsilado dahab ah Oo lacag laga taagay.
12 While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
Inta boqorku miiskiisii fadhiyey, Ayaa cadarkaygii naaradiinka ahaa caraftiisu soo baxday.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida guntin malmal ah Oo habeenkii oo dhan naasahayga ku dhex jirta.
14 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
Gacaliyahaygu wuxuu ii yahay sida xidhmo ubax xinne ah Oo beeraha canabka ah ee Ceyn Gedii ku yaal.
15 Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
Taan jeclahayay, bal eeg, adigu waad qurxoon tahay, bal eeg, waad qurxoon tahay, Oo waxaad leedahay indhaha qoolleyda oo kale.
16 Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
Gacaliyahaygow, bal eeg, adba waad qurxoon tahay, waanad wacan tahay, Oo weliba sariirteennuna waa cagaar.
17 The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.
Alwaaxda gurigeennu waa qoryo kedar ah, Oo saqafkeennuna waa qoryo beroosh ah.
