Song of Solomon 6

Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

Nankaiza ny malalanao, ry tsara tarehy amin'ny vehivavy? Nivily nankaiza ny malalanao? Mba hiarahanay aminao hitady azy.

My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

Lasa nidina ho any an-tsahany ny malalako, dia any amin'ny tanim-boninkazo misy zava-manitra eo an-tsaha, hiandry ny ondriny eny amin'ny tanimboly sy hioty ny lilia.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

An'ny malalako aho, ary ahy ny malalako, dia ilay miandry ny ondry andiany eny amin'ny lilia.

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

Tsara tarehy tahaka an'i Tirza ianao, ry tompokovavy havako, eny, tsara tarehy tahaka an'i Jerosalema, mahatahotra toy ny antokon'ny miaramila mitondra faneva.

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

Avilio ny masonao tsy hijery ahy, Fa mampiontanontana ny foko izy; Ny volonao dia tahaka ny osy andiany, izay mandriandry eny ankilan'i Gileada.

Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

Ny nifinao dia tahaka ny ondrivavy andiany, izay miakatra avy eo amin'ny fampandroana; Samy kambana avy ireo. Fa tsy misy tsy mana-manana,

As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

Tahaka ny hasin'ampongaben-danitra ny takolakao eo amin'ny fisalobonanao.

There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

Misy mpanjakavavy enim-polo sy vaditsindrano valo-polo ary zatovovavy tsy hita isa.

My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

Fa iray monja kosa no voromailalako, dia ilay ahy tsy misy kilema, vavy tokan-dreniny sady tsongaina amin'izay naterany. Ny zazavavy nahita azy ka nanao azy ho sambatra, eny, ny mpanjakavavy sy ny vaditsindrano, ka nidera azy.

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Iza moa io vehivavy mitsidika toy ny maraina, izay tsara tarehy tahaka ny volana, madio toy ny masoandro sady mahatahotra toy ny antokon'ny miaramila mitondra faneva?

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.

Lasa nidina nantany an-tsaha tsara hazo aho, hijerijery ny zava-maitso an-dohasaha, hizaha raha mitsimoka ny voaloboka sy mamony ny ampongaben-danitra.

Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

Tsy nampoiziko ny nanandratan'ny fanahiko ahy ho eo amin'ny kalesin'ny fireneko be voninahitra.

Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.