Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of mount Gilead.
«Mana, sǝn güzǝl, sɵyümlüküm! Mana, sǝn güzǝl! Qümpǝrdǝng kǝynidǝ kɵzliring pahtǝklǝrdǝk ikǝn, Qaqliring Gilead teƣi baƣrida yatⱪan bir top ɵqkilǝrdǝktur.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock [of ewes] that are [newly] shorn, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.
Qixliring yengila yuyuluxtin qiⱪⱪan ⱪirⱪilƣan bir top ⱪoylardǝk; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi ⱪoxkezǝk tuƣⱪanlardin, Ular arisida ⱨeqbiri kǝm ǝmǝstur.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
Lǝwliring pǝrǝng tal yiptǝk, Gǝpliring yeⱪimliⱪtur; Qümbiling kǝynidǝ qekiliring parqǝ anardur.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.
Boynung bolsa, Ⱪoralhana boluxⱪa tǝyyarliƣan Dawutning munaridǝktur, Uning üstigǝ ming ⱪalⱪan esiⱪliⱪtur; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi palwanlarning siparliridur.
5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
Ikki kɵksüng huddi ikki maraldur, Nilupǝr arisida ozuⱪliniwatⱪan jǝrǝnning ⱪoxkezǝkliridǝktur;
6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Tang atⱪuqǝ, Kɵlǝnggilǝr ⱪeqip yoⱪiƣuqǝ, Mǝn ɵzümni murmǝkkǝ teƣiƣa, Mǝstiki dɵngigǝ elip ketimǝn.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.
Sǝn pütünlǝy güzǝl, i sɵyümlüküm, Sǝndǝ ⱨeq daƣ yoⱪtur».
8 Come with me from Lebanon, [my] bride, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
«Liwandin mǝn bilǝn kǝlgin, i jɵrǝm, Mǝn bilǝn Liwandin kǝlgin — Amanaⱨ qoⱪⱪisidin ⱪara, Senir ⱨǝm Ⱨǝrmon qoⱪⱪiliridin, Yǝni xirlar uwiliridin, Yilpizlarning taƣliridin ⱪara!»
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
«Sǝn kɵnglümni alamǝt sɵyündürdüng, i singlim, i jɵrǝm, Kɵzüngning bir lǝp ⱪilip ⱪarixi bilǝn, Boynungdiki marjanning bir tal ⱨalⱪisi bilǝn, Kɵnglümni sɵyündürdüng.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
Sening muⱨǝbbiting nemidegǝn güzǝl, I singlim, i jɵrǝm! Sening muⱨǝbbǝtliring xarabtin xunqǝ xerin! Sening ǝtirliringning puriⱪi ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ tetitⱪudin pǝyzidur!
11 Thy lips, [O my] bride, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
Lǝwliring, i jɵrǝm, ⱨǝrǝ kɵnikidǝk temitidu, Tiling astida bal wǝ süt bar; Kiyim-keqǝkliringning puriⱪi Liwanning puriⱪidur;
12 A garden shut up is my sister, [my] bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Sǝn peqǝtlǝngǝn bir baƣdursǝn, i singlim, i jɵrǝm! Etiklik bir bulaⱪ, yepiⱪliⱪ bir fontandursǝn.
13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
Xahliring bolsa bir anarliⱪ «Erǝn baƣqisi»dur; Uningda ⱪimmǝtlik mewilǝr, Henǝ sumbul ɵsümlükliri bilǝn,
14 Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
Sumbullar wǝ iparlar, Kalamus wǝ ⱪowzaⱪdarqin, Ⱨǝrhil mǝstiki dǝrǝhliri, Murmǝkkǝ, muǝttǝr bilǝn ⱨǝmmǝ esil tetitⱪular bar.
15 [Thou art] a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
Baƣlarda bir fontan sǝn, Ⱨayatliⱪ sulirini beridiƣan, Liwandin aⱪidiƣan bir bulaⱪsǝn».
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.
«Oyƣan, ximaldiki xamal; Kǝlgin, i jǝnubtiki xamal! Mening beƣim üstidin uqup ɵtkǝy; Xuning bilǝn tetitⱪuliri sirtⱪa puraⱪ qaqidu! Sɵyümlüküm ɵz beƣiƣa kirsun! Ɵzining ⱪimmǝtlik mewilirini yesun!»
