Proverbs 5
1 My son, pay attention to my wisdom, listen carefully as I explain what makes sense,
Me ba, yɛ aso ma me nyansa; tie me nhunumu nsɛm no yie,
2 so you can make good decisions and protect knowledge with your lips.
sɛdeɛ ɛbɛma woahwɛ yie, na wʼano akora nimdeɛ.
3 For the lips of an immoral woman may taste as sweet as honey, the kisses of her mouth may be as smooth as oil,
Ɛfiri sɛ ɔbaa dwamanfoɔ ano sosɔ ɛwoɔ, na ne kasa kɔ yɛɛ sene ngo;
4 but in the end what you get from her is the bitterness of wormwood and the sharp pain of being cut with a two-edged sword.
nanso, awieeɛ no ɛyɛ nwono sene bɔnwoma, ɛyɛ nam sɛ akofena anofanu.
Ne nan kɔ owuo mu; nʼanammɔntutuo kɔ ɛda mu tee. (Sheol h7585)
6 She doesn't follow the path that leads to life—she wanders away and doesn't even know she's lost.
Ɔnnwene ɛkwan a ɛkɔ nkwa mu ho; nʼakwan yɛ kɔntɔnkye, nanso ɔnnim.
7 Now, my son, listen to me; don't reject what I have taught you.
Enti, afei, me mma, montie me; Monntwe mo ho mfiri deɛ meka ho.
8 Stay far away from her! Don't go near the door of her house!
Ɛkwan a ɛmmɛn noɔ no na momfa so mommmɛn ne fie ɛpono ano,
9 Otherwise you'll surrender your honor to others, and your character to cruel people.
anyɛ saa a, mode mo ahoɔden bɛma afoforɔ na mode mo mfeɛ ama otirimuɔdenfoɔ,
10 Strangers will spend your wealth; everything you've worked for will go to someone else.
anyɛ saa a, ahɔhoɔ bɛfom mo ahonyadeɛ na mobrɛ de ahonya akɔ afoforɔ fie.
11 When you come to the end of your life you'll moan in pain as disease destroys your body.
Mo nkwanna akyi, mobɛsi apinie ɛberɛ a mo honam ne mo onipadua asa no.
12 You'll say, “How I used to hate discipline, and my mind rebelled against being corrected!
Na moaka sɛ, “Na mekyiri ahohyɛsoɔ! Mʼakoma ampɛ ntenesoɔ!
13 I didn't listen to what my teacher said. I didn't pay attention to my instructors.
Manyɛ ɔsetie amma mʼakyerɛkyerɛfoɔ na mantie mʼakwankyerɛfoɔ asɛm.
14 Now I'm on the verge of being completely disgraced before everyone in the community.”
Maduru ɔsɛeɛ ntɛntɛnoa wɔ asafo no nyinaa mu.”
15 Drink water from your own cistern, flowing water from your own well.
Nom nsuo firi wʼankasa ankorɛ mu, nsuo a ɛtene firi wʼankasa abura mu.
16 Why should your springs be spilled outside, your streams of water poured out in the streets?
Ɛsɛ sɛ wo nsutire yiri fa mmɔntene so na wo nsuwa kokɔ ɔman adwaberem anaa?
17 Keep them for yourselves alone. They're not for you to share with strangers.
Ma ɛnyɛ wo nko ara dea, a wone ahɔhoɔ nnkyɛ da.
18 May your spring of water be blessed, and may you enjoy the wife you married when you were young.
Nhyira nka wʼasubura na wʼani nka wʼababunuberɛ mu yere ho.
19 May she be to you a loving deer, a graceful doe. May her breasts always be intoxicating to you; may you be drunk on her love forever.
Ɔte sɛ ɔtwe bereɛ dɔfoɔ, ɔwansane animuonyamfoɔ. Ma ne nufoɔ nsɔ wʼani daa na ne dɔ nkyekyere wo.
20 Why, my son, become intoxicated with an immoral woman? Why embrace the breasts of a woman who acts like a prostitute?
Me ba, adɛn enti na woma ɔbaa dwamanfoɔ kyekyere wo? Adɛn enti na woda ɔbarima foforɔ bi yere kokom?
21 For the Lord sees everything people do, the Lord investigates everywhere they go.
Awurade hunu onipa akwan nyinaa, na ɔhwehwɛ ne nyinaa mu.
22 The wicked are trapped by their evil actions; the cords of their sins tie them up.
Omumuyɛfoɔ nnebɔne sum no afidie; na ne bɔne nhoma kyekyere no papee.
23 They will die because they lack self-control, lost because of their great stupidity.
Ɔbɛwu ɛsiane ahohyɛsoɔ a ɔnni enti, na wayera ɛsiane nʼagyegyentwisɛm enti.
