< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
Ninatamani ungekua kama kaka yangu, aliye nyonya ziwa la mama yangu. Ili kwamba kila ningekuona nje ningekubusu pasipo mtu kunidharau.
2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Nitakuongoza na kukuleta kwenye nyumba ya mama yangu, na utanifundisha. Nitakupa mvinyo ulio chachwa unywe na baadhi ya jwisi ya komamanga. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
Mkono wake wa kushoto uko chini ya kichwa changu na mkono wake wa kulia wanikumbatia. Mwanamke akiongea na wanawake wengine
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Ninataka muape, mabinti wa wanaume wa Yerusalemu, kuwa hamtavuruga mapenzi yetu hadi yatakapo isha yenyewe. Wanawake wa Yerusalemu wakizungumza
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Ni nani huyu anaye kuja kutoka nyikani, amemuegemea mpenzi wake? Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na mpenzi wake nimekuamsha chini ya mti wa mpera; pale mama yako alichukua mimba; pale alikuzaa, alijifungua wewe.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol h7585)
Nieka kama muhuri kwenye moyo wako, kama muhuri kwenye mkono wako, kwa kuwa mapenzi yana nguvu kama mauti. Mapenzi mazito hayana kurudi kama kwenda kuzimu; miale yake yalipuka; ni miale ya moto inayo waka, miale yenye joto kuliko moto wowote. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Maji yalio zuka hayawezi kuzimisha upendo, wala mafuriko hayawezi kuondoa. Mwanaume akitoa mali zake zote kwa ajili ya upendo, ukarimu wake utadharauliwa. Kaka zake mwanamke mdogo wakizungumza wenyewe
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Tuna dada mdogo, na matiti yake bado hayajakua. Nini tutamfanyia dada yetu siku hatakayo ahidiwa kuolewa?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Kama ni ukuta, tutamjengea juu yake mnara wa fedha. Kama ni mlango, tutampamba kwa mbao za mierezi. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza peke yake
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Nilikuwa ukuta, lakini matiti yangu sasa ni kama nguzo imara; hivyo nimekomaa machoni pake. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Sulemani alikuwa na shamba la mizabibu huko Baali Hamoni. Aliwakodishia wao ambao watalitunza. Kila mmoja alipaswa kuleta shekeli elfu moja za fedha kwa matunda yake.
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
Shamba langu ka mzabibu ni langu, shekeli elfu moja ni za kwako, Sulemani mpenzi, na shekeli mia mbili ni za wale wanao tunza matunda yake. Mpenzi wa mwanamke akizungumza naye.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Wewe unaye ishi katika bustani, marafiki zangu wanasikiliza sauti yako; acha na mimi niweanaye isikia pia. Mwanamke mdogo akiongea na mpenzi wake
14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
Harakisha, mpenzi wangu, na uwe kama paa au mtoto wa paa kwenye milima ya manukato.

< Song of Solomon 8 >