1 A nigu waxaan ahay ubaxnarjiska Shaaroon, Iyo ubaxshooshanka dooxooyinka. Gacaliyaha Hadlayaa

I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.

2 S ida ubaxshooshanku qodxanta ku dhex yahay, Ayay taan jeclahayna gabdhaha ku dhex tahay. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa

As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

3 S ida geedka tufaaxa ahu uu dhirta duurka ku dhex yahay, Ayuu gacaliyahayguna wiilasha ku dhex yahay. Hooskiisaan fadhiistay anigoo aad u faraxsan, Oo midhihiisuna way ila dhadhan macaanaayeen.

As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4 W uxuu i keenay guriga diyaafadda, Oo calankiisii i kor sudhnaana wuxuu ahaa jacayl.

He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.

5 S abiib igu quudi, oo tufaax igu noolee, Waayo, anigu caashaq baan la bukaa.

Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

6 G acantiisa bidix madaxaygay ka hoosaysaa, Oo gacantiisa midigna way igu duuban tahay.

His left hand is under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.

7 G abdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa Cawsha iyo deerada duurka Inaydaan jacayl kicin, ama aydaan toosin Ilaa uu doono.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

8 W aa kaa codkii gacaliyahaygu! Bal eega, wuu soo socdaa, Isagoo buuraha korkooda ku soo boodboodaya, oo kuraha dushooda ku faclaynaya.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.

9 G acaliyahaygu waa sida cawl ama deer qayrab ah oo kale. Bal eega, wuxuu taagan yahay derbigayaga gadaashiisa, Oo daaqadahuu ka soo eegayaa, oo shabagguu ka soo dayayaa.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.

10 M arkaasaa gacaliyahaygii ila hadlay oo wuxuu igu yidhi, Taan jeclahayay, soo kac, taydan qurxoonay i soo raac.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 W aayo, qabowgii wuu na dhaafay, Oo roobkiina wuu dhammaaday, wuuna qaaday,

For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone;

12 U baxii dhulkuu ka muuqanayaa, Oo wakhtigii shimbirruhu gabyi jireenna waa la gaadhay, Oo codkii qoolleydana dalkayagaa laga maqlayaa.

The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;

13 B erduhu midhihiisuu soo bixinayaa, Oo geedaha canabkuna way ubxinayaan, Wayna soo carfayaan. Taan jeclahayay, soo kac, taydan qurxoonay i soo raac. Gacaliyaha Hadlayaa

The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14 Q oolleydayda qararka dillaacyadooda iyo meelahooda qarsoon ee dalcad ah ku jirta, Bal jaahaaga i tus, oo codkaaga i maqashii, Waayo, codkaagu wuu macaan yahay, oo jaahaaguna wuu surad wacan yahay.

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

15 D awacooyinka noo qabta, kuwaasoo ah dawacooyinka yaryar ee beerahayaga canabka ah bi'iya, Waayo, beerahayaga canabka ahu haatan way ubxinayaan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa

Take us the foxes, the little foxes, That spoil the vineyards; For our vineyards are in blossom.

16 G acaliyahaygu waa kaygii oo anna tiisii baan ahay. Wuxuu adhigiisa daajinayaa ubaxyada dhexdooda.

My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

17 I laa waagu baryo, oo hoosku baabba'o, Gacaliyahaygiiyow, soo noqo, oo ahow sida cawl oo kale, amase sida deer qayrab ah Oo buuraha Beter kor jooga.

Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.