Gabaygii Sulaymaan 6
1 Taada naagaha u qurxoonay, Xaggee gacaliyahaagii tegey? Aannu kula goobnee, Xaggee buu gacaliyahaagii u leexday?
Where is your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? where is your beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with you.
2 Gacaliyahaygii wuxuu u dhaadhacay beertiisa, iyo beer qaybaheed oo dhir udgoon ah Inuu adhigiisa soo daajiyo beeraha dhexdooda, oo uu soo urursado ubaxshooshanno.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Anigu waxaan ahay tii gacaliyahayga, oo gacaliyahayguna waa kaygii, Oo wuxuu adhigiisa daajiyaa ubaxshooshannada dhexdooda.
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feeds among the lilies.
4 Taan jeclahayay, waxaad u qurux badan tahay sida Tirsaah oo kale, Oo waxaad u suurad wacan tahay sida Yeruusaalem oo kale, Waxaana lagaaga cabsadaa sida ciidan calammo sita oo kale.
You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
5 Indhahaaga iga sii jeedi, Waayo, way iga adkaadeen. Timahaagu waa sida riyo Buur Gilecaad ka muuqda.
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6 Ilkahaaguna waa sida laxo Ka soo baxay meeshii lagu soo maydhay, Oo middood kastaaba mataano dhashay, Oo aan dhexdooda lagu arag mid dhicisay.
Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
7 Oo dhafoorradaada indhashareertaada ku qarsoonuna waa sida xabbad rummaan ah jeexeed.
As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.
8 Waxaa jira lixdan boqoradood, iyo siddeetan naagood oo addoommo ah, Iyo gabdho aan tiro lahayn.
There are three score queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
9 Laakiinse qoolleydayda, iyo tayda sanu waa mid qudha. Iyadu waa tan keliya ee hooyadeed, Oo waa tan daahirsan ee tii iyada dhashay. Gabdhuhu iyaday arkeen oo waxay ku sheegeen mid barakaysan, Oo xataa boqoradihii iyo naagihii addoommaha ahaaba way ammaaneen.
My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Waa tuma tan u soo muuqata sida kaaha waaberiga, Oo sida dayaxa u qurxoon, Ee sida qorraxda u daahirsan, Oo haddana looga cabsado sida ciidan calammo sita oo kale?
Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
11 Waxaan ku dhaadhacay beertii yicibta Inaan soo arko geedaha cagaarka ah ee dooxada, Iyo inaan soo arko bal in canabkii magoolay, Oo uu rummaankii ubxiyey iyo in kale.
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
12 Anigoo aan garanayn ayaa nafsaddaydu iga dhigtay sida gaadhifardoodkii Cammiinaadiib oo kale.
Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
13 Tan reer Shuuleemay, soo noqo, soo noqo, Aan ku daawannee soo noqo, soo noqo. Gacaliyaha Hadlayaa Bal maxaad u daawanaysaan tan reer Shuuleem Sida cayaarta Maxanayim?
Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look on you. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
