Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
Waƙar Waƙoƙin Solomon.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
Bari yă sumbace ni da sumbar bakinsa, gama ƙaunarka ta fi ruwan inabi zaƙi.
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Ƙanshin turarenka mai daɗi ne; sunanka kuwa kamar turaren da aka tsiyaye ne. Shi ya sa mata suke ƙaunarka!
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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
Ka ɗauke ni mu gudu, mu yi sauri! Bari sarki yă kai ni gidansa. Ƙawaye Muna farin ciki muna kuma murna tare da kai, za mu yabi ƙaunarka fiye da ruwan inabi. Ƙaunatacciya Daidai ne su girmama ka!
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
Ni baƙa ce, duk da haka kyakkyawa. Ya ku’yan matan Urushalima, ni baƙa ce kamar tentunan Kedar, kamar labulen tentin Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but my own vineyard have I not kept.
Kada ku harare ni domin ni baƙa ce, gama rana ta dafa ni na yi baƙa.’Ya’yan mahaifiyata maza sun yi fushi da ni suka sa ni aiki a gonakin inabi; na ƙyale gonar inabi na kaina.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
Faɗa mini, kai da nake ƙauna, ina kake kiwon garkenka kuma ina kake kai tumakinka su huta da tsakar rana. Me ya sa zan kasance kamar macen da aka lulluɓe kusa da garkunan abokanka?
8 If thou knowest not, O thou fairest among women, go forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
Ke mafiya kyau a cikin mata, in ba ki sani ba, to, ki dai bi labin da tumaki suke bi ki yi kiwon’yan awakinki kusa da tentunan makiyaya.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
Ina kwatanta ke ƙaunatacciyata, da goɗiya mai jan keken yaƙin kayan Fir’auna.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
’Yan kunne sun ƙara wa kumatunki kyau, wuyanki yana da jerin kayan wuya masu daraja.
11 We will make for thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
Za mu yi’yan kunnenki na zinariya, da adon azurfa.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
Yayinda sarki yake a teburinsa, turarena ya bazu da ƙanshi.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.
Ƙaunataccena yana kamar ƙanshin mur a gare ni, kwance a tsakanin ƙirjina.
14 My beloved is to me as a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of Engedi.
Ƙaunataccena kamar tarin furanni jeji ne gare ni daga gonakin inabin En Gedi.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
Ke kyakkyawa ce, ƙaunatacciyata! Kai, ke kyakkyawa ce! Idanunki kamar na kurciya ne.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
Kai kyakkyawa ne, ƙaunataccena! Kai, kana ɗaukan hankali! Gadonmu koriyar ciyawa ce.
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
Al’ul su ne ginshiƙan gidanmu; fir su ne katakan rufin gidanmu.
