1 Behold, thou art fair, my love;
Behold, thou art fair;
Thou hast doves' eyes
Within thy locks:
Thy hair is as a flock of goats,
That appear from mount Gilead.
Tazama, u mzuri, mpenzi wangu, U mzuri, macho yako ni kama ya hua, Nyuma ya barakoa yako. Nywele zako ni kama kundi la mbuzi, Wakijilaza mbavuni pa mlima Gileadi.
2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn,
Which came up from the washing;
Whereof every one bear twins,
And none is barren among them.
Meno yako ni kama kundi waliokatwa manyoya, Wakipanda kutoka kuoshwa, Ambao kila mmoja amezaa mapacha, Wala hakuna aliyefiwa kati yao.
3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,
And thy speech is comely:
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
Within thy locks.
Midomo yako ni kama uzi mwekundu, Na kinywa chako ni kizuri; Mashavu yako ni kama kipande cha komamanga, Nyuma ya barakoa yako.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of David
Builded for an armoury,
Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,
All shields of mighty men.
Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa Daudi, Uliojengwa pa kuwekea silaha; Ngao elfu zimetungikwa juu yake, Zote ni ngao za mashujaa.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes
That are twins,
Which feed among the lilies.
Maziwa yako mawili ni kama wana-paa wawili, Nyuma ya barakoa yako. Ambao ni mapacha ya paa; Wakilisha penye nyinyoro.
6 Until the day break,
And the shadows flee away,
I will get me to the mountain of myrrh,
And to the hill of frankincense.
Hata jua lipunge, na vivuli vikimbie, Nitakwenda kwenye mlima wa manemane, Na kwenye kilima cha ubani.
7 Thou art all fair, my love;
There is no spot in thee.
Mpenzi wangu, u mzuri pia pia, Wala ndani yako hamna ila.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse,
With me from Lebanon:
Look from the top of Amana,
From the top of Shenir and Hermon,
From the lions' dens,
From the mountains of the leopards.
Bibi arusi, njoo pamoja nami toka Lebanoni, Pamoja nami toka Lebanoni. Shuka kutoka kilele cha Amana, Kutoka vilele vya Seniri na Hermoni; Kutoka mapangoni mwa simba, Kutoka milimani mwa chui.
9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse;
Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes,
With one chain of thy neck.
Umenishangaza moyo, umbu langu, Bibi arusi, umenishangaza moyo, Kwa mtupo mmoja wa macho yako, Kwa mkufu mmoja wa shingo yako.
10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse!
How much better is thy love than wine!
And the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
Jinsi zilivyo nzuri pambaja zako, umbu langu, Bibi arusi, ni nzuri kupita divai; Na harufu ya marhamu yako Yapita manukato ya kila namna.
11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb:
Honey and milk are under thy tongue;
And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
Bibi arusi, midomo yako yadondoza asali, Asali na maziwa vi chini ya ulimi wako; Na harufu ya mavazi yako Ni kama harufu ya Lebanoni.
12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse;
A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Bustani iliyofungwa ni umbu langu, bibi arusi, Kijito kilichofungwa, chemchemi iliyotiwa muhuri.
13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates,
With pleasant fruits;
Camphire, with spikenard,
Machipuko yako ni bustani ya komamanga, Yenye matunda mazuri, hina na nardo,
14 Spikenard and saffron;
Calamus and cinnamon,
With all trees of frankincense;
Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
Nardo na zafarani, mchai na mdalasini, Na miti yote iletayo ubani, Manemane na udi, na kolezi kuu zote.
15 A fountain of gardens,
A well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Wewe ndiwe chemchemi ya bustani yangu, Kisima cha maji yaliyo hai, Vijito vya Lebanoni viendavyo kasi.
16 Awake, O north wind;
And come, thou south;
Blow upon my garden,
That the spices thereof may flow out.
Let my beloved come into his garden,
And eat his pleasant fruits.
Amka, kaskazi; nawe uje, kusi; Vumeni juu ya bustani yangu, Manukato ya bustani yatokee. Mpendwa wangu na aingie bustanini mwake, Akayale matunda yake mazuri.
