Song of Solomon 6
1 'Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, that we may seek him with thee?'
Oh mwasi oyo aleki basi nyonso na kitoko, mobali na yo akei wapi? Akoti nzela nini mpo ete tosunga yo mpo na koluka ye?
2 'My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Mobali na ngai akei na elanga na ye, na mikala ya banzete ya solo kitoko mpo na koleisa bibwele na ye mpe kobuka fololo oyo babengaka lisi.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, that feedeth among the lilies.'
Nazali mpo na mobali na ngai, mpe mobali na ngai azali mpo ngai. Azali koleisa bibwele na ye na bilanga ya bafololo oyo babengaka lisi.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
Oh mwasi na ngai ya motema, ozali kitoko lokola engumba ya Tiritsa; elongi na yo ezali kitoko lokola engumba Yelusalemi; obangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that trail down from Gilead.
Tika kotala ngai, pamba te miso na yo ezali kokweyisa ngai mayanga. Suki na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bantaba ya basi oyo ewutaka na Galadi.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which are come up from the washing; whereof all are paired, and none faileth among them.
Minu na yo ezali lokola etonga ya bameme oyo bawuti kosukola. Meme moko na moko ezali na lipasa na yango, moko te ezangi mwana.
7 Thy temples are like a pomegranate split open behind thy veil.
Matama na yo, na se ya vwale, ezali lokola liboke ya bambuma ya grenade.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and maidens without number.
Mokonzi akoki kozala na basi tuku motoba, bamakangu tuku mwambe mpe bilenge basi ebele penza.
9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her happy; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Kasi ebenga na ngai, mwasi na ngai oyo akoka na nyonso, azali kaka ye moko; azali kaka ye moko mwana mwasi ya mama na ye, oyo aleki kitoko na libumu ya mama oyo abota ye. Tango bilenge basi bamonaka ye, balulaka ye mpe batatolaka ete azali mwasi na esengo. Basi ya bakonzi mpe bamakangu bakumisaka ye soki bamoni ye.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army with banners?
Nani oyo azali komonana lokola moyi ya tongo, kitoko lokola sanza, azali kongenga lokola moyi, abangisaka lokola mampinga ya basoda na se ya bendele na bango?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
Nakendeki na elanga ya bakokoti mpo na koluka milona kati na lubwaku, mpo na kotala soki banzete ya vino ebandi kobimisa mito to banzete ya grenade ebandi kobimisa bafololo.
12 Before I was aware, my soul set me upon the chariots of my princely people.
Nasosolaki te ndenge nini molimo na ngai ememaki ngai kino na bashar ya mokonzi ya bato na ngai.
13 Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulammite? As it were a dance of two companies.
Zonga, zonga, oh mwasi ya Sulami! Zonga, zonga mpo ete tokoka kotala yo malamu! Mpo na nini bolingi kotala malamu mwasi ya Sulami ndenge batalaka mabina ya mindule ya masanga mibale?
