King James Version

Kekchi

Song of Solomon

8

1O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
1Us raj nak lâat ta cuas. Us raj nak riqßuin ta lin naß xattußuc. Cui ta lâat li cuas, naru raj tincuutzß âcuu nak tatincßul saß be ut mâ ani raj tâhobok cue.
2I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
2Tatincßam raj saß rochoch lin naß ut lâatak chic aj tzolol cue. Ut tinqßue raj chacuucß li châbil vino yîbanbil riqßuin li xyaßal li granadas.
3His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
3Tâqßue lâ tzße ukß rubel lin jolom ut riqßuin lâ nim ukß yôkat chinkßalunquil.
4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
4Ex tukß ix aj Jerusalén, nintzßâma chêru nak incßaß têrajsi ru li ixk li ninra. Checanab chi cuârc joß najtil târaj.
5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.
5¿Ani li yô chak chi châlc saß li chaki chßochß kßalkßo xban li cuînk li narahoc re? Rubel xmu li cheß mansana xincuajsi âcuu. Saß li naßajej aßan quiticla xraylal lâ naß. Saß li naßajej aßan catyoßla.
6Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
6Junelic taxak cuânkin saß âchßôl. Chanchan taxak tzßîbanbilak lin cßabaß chiru lâ tel. Lâ rahom xnumta saß inbên. Incßaß naru nincol cuib chiru. Chanchan li câmc. Li rahoc chanchan jun li nimla xam.
7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
7Chixjunil li haß cuan saß li palau incßaß naru tixchup li rahoc. Chi moco naru tixchup cui tâhoy saß xbên chixjunil li haß cuan saß nimaß. Cui junak tixyal xlokßbal li rahoc riqßuin chixjunil lix biomal, xicß chic tâilekß xban nak incßaß naru xlokßbal.
8We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
8Cuan jun li kîtzßin ixk. Toj mâcßaß xtuß. ¿Cßaßru takabânu riqßuin cui junak cuînk tixtzßâma?
9If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
9Cui ta aßan tzßac takayîb raj riqßuin plata junak li cab najt xteram saß xbên. Cui ta aßan oquebâl, takatzßap raj riqßuin li châbil cheß cedro.
10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
10Lâin chanchanin li tzßac. Ut eb lin tuß chanchaneb li cab li najt xteram. Li cuînk li ninra xtau li sahil chßôlej cuiqßuin.
11Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
11Laj Salomón cuan jun sîr li racuîmk uvas saß li naßajej Baal-hamón. Quixsiqßueb aj ilol re ut nak nequeßxcßayi li ru li acuîmk, nequeßxkßaxtesi re laj Salomón jun mil chi tumin plata chi xjûnkaleb.
12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
12Us nak laj Salomón tixcßul li jun mil chi tumin plata. Ut us ajcuiß chokß reheb li nequeßiloc re li racuîmk nak teßxcßul li cuib ciento chi tumin. Abanan lâin cuan ajcuiß li cuacuîmk uvas. Ut aßan, lâin nin-iloc re.
13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.
13At xsum li cuâm, lâat li cuancat saß xyânkeb li utzßußuj. Chinâcuâtina. Eb li cuanqueb cuochben teßraj rabinquil li xyâb lâ cux.Sêba âcuib, at cuînk li nacatinra. Quim cuiqßuin. Âlinan joß nak nequeßâlinac li quej li nequeßchal chak saß eb li tzûl saß li naßajej cßajoß xsununcal.
14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
14Sêba âcuib, at cuînk li nacatinra. Quim cuiqßuin. Âlinan joß nak nequeßâlinac li quej li nequeßchal chak saß eb li tzûl saß li naßajej cßajoß xsununcal.