1 W alaashayay, aroosaddaydiiyey, beertaydii waan soo dhex galay. Malmalkaygiina dhirtaydii udgoonayd baan la gurtay, Oo awlalladaydii shinniyeed iyo malabkaygiina waan cunay, Khamrigaygii iyo caanahaygiina waan cabbay, Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa Saaxiibbadayow, wax cuna, Wax cabba, gacaliyayaalow, aad u cabba. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa

I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. (To His Friends) Eat, O friends! Drink, yes, drink deeply, O beloved ones! The Shulamite’s Troubled Evening The Shulamite

2 A nigu waan hurday, laakiinse qalbigaygu waa soo jeeday. Waxaan maqlay codkii gacaliyahayga oo albaabka garaacaya, isagoo leh, Walaashayay, taan jeclahayay, qoolleydaydiiyey, tayda sanay, iridda iga fur, Waayo, madaxayga waxaa ka buuxa dharab, Oo timahaygana waxaa qoyay dhibicyihii habeennimada.

I sleep, but my heart is awake; It is the voice of my beloved! He knocks, saying, “Open for me, my sister, my love, My dove, my perfect one; For my head is covered with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.”

3 D harkaygii waan iska bixiyey, bal sidee baan u xidhaa? Oo cagahaygiina waan maydhay, bal sidee baan u wasakheeyaa?

I have taken off my robe; How can I put it on again? I have washed my feet; How can I defile them?

4 G acaliyahaygii wuxuu gacantiisii ka soo dusiyey daloolkii albaabka, Oo qalbigaygu isaguu u dhaqaaqay.

My beloved put his hand By the latch of the door, And my heart yearned for him.

5 W axaan u sara joogsaday inaan gacaliyahayga iridda ka furo, Oo gacmahaygana waxaa ka daadanayay malmal, Farahaygana malmalku Wuxuu kaga tiftifqay qataarkii albaabka.

I arose to open for my beloved, And my hands dripped with myrrh, My fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

6 G acaliyahaygii waan ka furay, Laakiinse gacaliyahaygii wuu iska noqday, wuuna tegey. Naftaydii markuu hadlay way naxday. Isagaan doondoonay, laakiinse waan heli kari waayay. Waan u dhawaaqay, laakiinse innaba iima uu jawaabin.

I opened for my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and was gone. My heart leaped up when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

7 O o waardiyayaashii magaalada dhex warwareegayay ayaa i helay Wayna i garaaceen oo i dhaawaceen. Oo kuwii derbiyada dhawrayay ayaa garbasaartaydii iga qaaday.

The watchmen who went about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls Took my veil away from me.

8 G abdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa, haddaad gacaliyahaygii aragtaan, U sheega inaan caashaq la buko. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him I am lovesick! The Daughters of Jerusalem

9 G acaliyahaagu muxuu gacaliye kale dheer yahay, Taada naagaha ugu qurxoonay? Bal gacaliyahaagu muxuu gacaliye kale dheer yahay, Waadigaa sidan noo dhaarinayee? Gacalisada Hadlaysaa

What is your beloved More than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved More than another beloved, That you so charge us? The Shulamite

10 G acaliyahaygu waa cad yahay oo waa casaan. Waana kan toban kun ugu wanaagsan.

My beloved is white and ruddy, Chief among ten thousand.

11 M adaxiisu waa sida dahab saafi ah, Oo timihiisuna waa sida cawbaar, oo waxay u madow yihiin sida tuke oo kale.

His head is like the finest gold; His locks are wavy, And black as a raven.

12 I ndhihiisu waa sida indho qoolley oo durdur biya ah ag joogta, Oo caano lagu maydhay oo si qumman loo dhigay.

His eyes are like doves By the rivers of waters, Washed with milk, And fitly set.

13 D habannadiisu waa sida beer dhir udgoon ah iyo sida ubaxyo carfa. Oo bushimihiisuna waa sida ubaxshooshanno uu malmal ka tiftifqayo.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices, Banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, Dripping liquid myrrh.

14 G acmihiisu waa sida kaatummo dahab ah oo berullos lagu dhejiyey, Oo jidhkiisuna waa sida foolmaroodi oo dhalaalaya oo safayr lagu sharraxay.

His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl. His body is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.

15 L ugihiisu waa sida tiirar marmar ah, oo lagu qotomiyey saldhigyo dahab saafiya ah, Oo muuqashadiisuna waa sida Buur Lubnaan oo kale, oo wuxuu u qurxoon yahay sida geedaha kedarka oo kale.

His legs are pillars of marble Set on bases of fine gold. His countenance is like Lebanon, Excellent as the cedars.

16 A fkiisu aad iyo aad buu u macaan yahay, oo isaga dhammaantiis waa mid aad loo jecel yahay. Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, Kaasu waa gacaliyahayga, waana saaxiibkayga.

His mouth is most sweet, Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, And this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!