Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
«Küylerning küyi» — Sulaymanning küyi.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
«U otluq aghzi bilen méni söysun; Chünki séning muhebbiting sharabtin shérindur.
3 Thine ointments have a goodly fragrance; thy name is [as] ointment poured forth; therefore do the virgins love thee.
Xushpuraqtur séning etirliring; Quyulghan puraqliq may séning namingdur; Shunglashqa qizlar séni söyidu. Könglümni özüngge mehliya qilghaysen — Biz sanga egiship yügüreyli! — Padishah méni öz hujrilirigha ekirgey!»
4 Draw me; we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will make mention of thy love more than of wine: rightly do they love thee.
«Biz sendin xushal bolup shadlinimiz; Séning muhebbetliringni sharabtin artuq eslep teripleymiz».
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
«Ular séni durusluq bilen söyidu». — «Qara tenlik bolghinim bilen chirayliqmen, i Yérusalém qizliri! Berheq, Kédarliqlarning chédirliridek, Sulaymanning perdiliridek qarimen.
6 Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, because the sun hath scorched me. My mother’s sons were incensed against me, they made me keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Manga tikilip qarimanglar, Chünki qaridurmen, Chünki aptap méni köydürdi; Anamning oghulliri mendin renjigen; Shunga ular méni üzümzarlarni baqquchi qildi; Shunga öz üzümzarimni baqalmighanmen».
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest [thy flock], where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that is veiled beside the flocks of thy companions?
«Hey, jénim söyginim, dégine, Padangni qeyerde baqisen? Uni kün qiyamida qeyerde aram alghuzisen? Hemrahliringning padiliri yénida chümperdilik ayallardek yürüshümning néme hajiti?»
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
«I qiz-ayallar arisidiki eng güzili, eger sen buni bilmiseng, Padamning basqan izlirini bésip méngip, Padichining chédiri yénida öz oghlaqliringni ozuqlandurghin».
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
«I söyümlüküm, men séni Pirewnning jeng harwilirigha qétilghan bir baytalgha oxshattim;
10 Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], thy neck with strings of jewels
Séning mengziliring tizilghan munchaqlar bilen, Boynung marjanlar bilen güzeldur.
11 We will make thee plaits of gold with studs of silver.
Biz sanga kümüsh közler quyulghan, Altundin zibu-zinnetlerni yasap bérimiz».
12 While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
«Padishah toy dastixinida olturghinida, sumbul melhimim puraq chachidu;
13 My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.
Méning söyümlüküm, u manga bir monek murmekkidur, U kökslirim arisida qonup qalidu;
14 My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers in the vineyards of En-gedi.
Méning söyümlüküm manga En-Gedidiki üzümzarlarda ösken bir ghunche xéne gülidektur».
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are [as] doves.
«Mana, sen güzel, amriqim! Mana, sen shundaq güzel! Közliring paxteklerningkidektur!»
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our couch is green.
«Mana, sen güzel, söyümlüküm; Berheq, yéqimliq ikensen; Bizning orun-körpimiz yéshildur;
17 The beams of our house are cedars, [and] our rafters are firs.
Öyimizdiki limlar kédir derixidin, Wasilirimiz archilardindur.
