< Wimbo wa Sulemani 4 >

1 O, wewe ni mzuri, mpenzi wangu; wewe ni mzuri. Macho yako ni ya hua nyuma kitamba chako cha uso. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi likienda chini kutoka Mlima Gileadi.
Behold, thou are fair, my love, behold, thou are fair. Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats that lie along the side of mount Gilead.
2 Meno yako ni kama kondoo walio nyolewa, wakitoka sehemu ya kuoshwa. Kila mmoja ana pacha, na hamna ata mmoja miongoni mwao aliyefiwa.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins, and none is bereaved among them.
3 Mdomo wako ni kama uzi mwekendu; mdo wako wapendeza. Mashavu yako ni kama majani ya komamanga nyuma ya kitambaa chako cha uso.
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.
4 Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa Daudi ukiwa umejengwa kwa mistari ya mawe, na ngao elfu moja ikining'nia juu yake, ngao zote za wanajeshi.
Thy neck is like the tower of David built for an armory, on which there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.
5 Maziwa yako mawili ni kama swala wawili, mapacha wa ayala, wakila miongoni mwa nyinyoro.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
6 Hadi jioni ifike na vivuli viondoke, nitaenda kwenye mlima wa manemane na vilima vya ubani.
Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 Wewe ni mzuri kwa kila namna, mpenzi wangu na hakuna lawama ndani yako.
Thou are all fair, my love, and there is no spot in thee.
8 Njoo nami kutoka Lebanoni, bibi arusi wangu. Njoo nami kutoka Lebanoni; njoo kutoka juu ya Amana, kutoka juu ya Seneri na Herimoni, kutoka shimoni mwa simba, kutoka mashimo ya milima ya chuwi.
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.
9 Umeuiba moyo wangu, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu; umeuiba moyo wangu, kwa mtazamo mmoja tu wako kwangu, kwa mkufu mmoja wa shingo yako.
Thou have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. Thou have ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10 Jinisi gani upendo wako ulivyo mzuri, dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu! Jinsi gani zaidi upendo wako ulivyo bora kuliko mvinyo, na arufu ya marashi yako kuliko manukato yeyote.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine, and the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
11 Midomo yako, bibi arusi wangu, yatiririka asali; asali na maziwa vichini ya ulimi wako; arufu ya mavazi yako ni kama marashi ya Lebanoni.
Thy lips, O my bride, drop the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 Dada yangu, bibi arusi wangu ni bustani ilio fungwa, bustani ilio fungwa, chemchemi iliyo fungwa kwa muhuri.
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride, a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13 Matawi yako ni kichaka cha miti ya komamanga yenye matunda tofauti, na ya mimea ya hina na nardo,
Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, henna with spikenard plants,
14 Nardo na Zafarani, mchai na mdalasini pamoja na aina zote za uvumba, manemane na udi na aina tofauti za manukato.
spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
15 Wewe ni bustani ya chemchemi, kisima cha maji safi, mifereji inayo shuka kutoka Lebanoni. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza peke yake
Thou are a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
16 Amka, upepo wa kaskazini; njoo, upepo wa kusini; vuma katika bustani yangu ili manukato yake yatoe marashi. Mpenzi wangu na aje katika bustani yake na kula matunda ya chaguo lake.
Awake, O north wind, and come, thou south, blow upon my garden, that the spices of it may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.

< Wimbo wa Sulemani 4 >