Ingoma Yezingoma 4
1 Khangela, umuhle, mthandwa wami, khangela, umuhle. Amehlo akho angawamajuba ngaphakathi kweveyili lakho; inwele zakho zinjengomhlambi wembuzi zisehla entabeni iGileyadi.
Oh, you are beautiful, my love; you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from Mount Gilead.
2 Amazinyo akho anjengomhlambi wezimvukazi ezigundiweyo, ezikhuphuka ekugezisweni, okuthi zonke zazo zizele amaphahla, njalo kungekho efelwayo phakathi kwazo.
Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes, coming up from the washing place. Each one has a twin, and none among them is bereaved.
3 Indebe zakho zinjengentambo ebomvu, lenkulumo yakho yinhle. Inhlafuno zakho phakathi kweveyili lakho zinjengocezu lwepomegranati.
Your lips are like a thread of scarlet; your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
4 Intamo yakho injengomphotshongo kaDavida owakhiwe waba yindlu yezikhali, okulenga kuwo amahawu ayinkulungwane, wonke ayizihlangu zamaqhawe.
Your neck is like the tower of David built in rows of stone, with a thousand shields hanging on it, all the shields of soldiers.
5 Amabele akho womabili anjengabantwana ababili bomziki, abangamaphahla empala, abadla phakathi kwemiduze.
Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies.
6 Kuze kube semadabukakusa, lamathunzi abaleke, mina ngizakuya entabeni yemure, leqaqeni lwempepha.
Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Wena wonke umuhle, mthandwa wami, kakukho sici kuwe.
You are beautiful in every way, my love and there is no blemish in you.
8 Woza lami sisuke eLebhanoni, makoti wami, lami sisuke eLebhanoni. Khangela usengqongeni yeAmana, engqongeni yeSeniri leyeHermoni, ezimbalwini zezilwane, entabeni zezingwe.
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. Come with me from Lebanon; come from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from lions' dens, from mountain dens of leopards.
9 Uyithumbile inhliziyo yami, dadewethu, makoti, uyithumbile inhliziyo yami ngelinye lamehlo akho, ngesigqizo esisodwa sentamo yakho.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart, with just one look at me, with just one jewel of your necklace.
10 Luhle kangakanani uthando lwakho, dadewethu, makoti! Lungcono kangakanani uthando lwakho kulewayini, lephunga lamagcobo akho kulamakha wonke.
How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than any spice.
11 Indebe zakho, makoti, zithonta njengohlanga loluju; uluju lochago kungaphansi kolimi lwakho, lephunga lezembatho zakho linjengephunga leLebhanoni.
Your lips, my bride, drip honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 Uyisivande esikhiyiweyo, dadewethu, makoti, umthombo okhiyiweyo, isiphethu esinanyekwe ngophawu.
My sister, my bride is a garden locked up, a garden locked up, a spring that is sealed.
13 Amahlumela akho ayisivande samapomegranati, lezithelo ezimnandi, ihena lenadi,
Your branches are a grove of pomegranate trees with choice fruits, and of henna and nard plants,
14 inadi lesafroni, ikhalamu lekinamoni, lezihlahla zonke zempepha, imure lenhlaba, lamakha wonke aqakathekileyo;
Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon with all kinds of spices, myrrh and aloes with all the finest spices.
15 umthombo wezivande, umgodi wamanzi aphilayo, lezifula ezivela eLebhanoni.
You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water, streams flowing down from Lebanon.
16 Vuka, moya wenyakatho, uze lawe, moya weningizimu, uphephethe esivandeni sami ukuze amakha aso ageleze aphume. Kasize isithandwa sami esivandeni saso, sidle izithelo zaso ezimnandi.
Awake, north wind; come, south wind; blow on my garden so that its spices may give off their fragrance. May my beloved come into his garden and eat some of its choice fruit.
