1 H addaad ahaan lahayd walaalkay Oo naasihii hooyaday nuugay, Markaan dibadda kaa helaba waan ku dhunkan lahaa. Oo innaba layma quudhsadeen.
Oh, that you were like my brother, Who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I should find you outside, I would kiss you; I would not be despised.
2 W aan ku soo kaxayn lahaa oo waxaan ku gelin lahaa guriga hooyaday, Wax baadna i bari lahayd. Oo waxaan ku cabsiin lahaa khamriga xawaashka leh Ee biyaha rummaankayga laga sameeyey.
I would lead you and bring you Into the house of my mother, She who used to instruct me. I would cause you to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate. (To the Daughters of Jerusalem)
3 G acantiisa bidix madaxaygay ka hoosayn lahayd, Oo gacantiisa midigna way isku kay duubi lahayd.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.
4 G abdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa Inaydaan jacayl kicin, ama aydaan toosin, Ilaa uu doono. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases. Love Renewed in Lebanon A Relative
5 W aa tuma tan cidlada ka soo baxaysa, Ee gacaliyeheeda ku tiirsanu? Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Waxaan kaa soo kiciyey geed tufaax ah hoostiis. Halkaasaa hooyadaa kugu foolatay, Oo halkaasay tii ku dhashay kugu foolatay.
Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree. There your mother brought you forth; There she who bore you brought you forth. The Shulamite to Her Beloved
6 Q albigaaga korkiisa ii dhig sida shaabad oo kale, oo gacantaada korkeeda ii dhig sida shaabad oo kale, Waayo, jacaylku wuxuu u xoog badan yahay sida geeri oo kale, Oo masayrkuna wuxuu u nac weyn yahay sidii She'ool oo kale. Belbelkiisu waa sida belbel dab ah, Oo waa ololka ugu wada kulul ee Rabbiga.
Set me as a seal upon your heart, As a seal upon your arm; For love is as strong as death, Jealousy as cruel as the grave; Its flames are flames of fire, A most vehement flame.
7 B iyo badanu jacayl ma demin karaan, Oo daadadkuna innaba ma qarqin karaan. Haddii nin damco inuu jacayl soo siisto maalka gurigiisa oo dhan, Haddana dhammaan waa la quudhsan lahaa. Saaxiibadaha Hadlayaa
Many waters cannot quench love, Nor can the floods drown it. If a man would give for love All the wealth of his house, It would be utterly despised. The Shulamite’s Brothers
8 A nnagu waxaannu leennahay walaal yar, Oo aan innaba naaso lahayn. Haddaba bal maxaannu walaashayo u samayn doonnaa Maalintii iyada guur loo soo doonto?
We have a little sister, And she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister In the day when she is spoken for?
9 H adday derbi tahay waxaannu korkeeda ka dhisi doonnaa munaarad lacag ah, Oo hadday albaab tahayna waxaannu iyada ku hareerayn doonnaa alwaaxyo kedar ah. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa
If she is a wall, We will build upon her A battlement of silver; And if she is a door, We will enclose her With boards of cedar. The Shulamite
10 A nigu waxaan ahay derbi, oo naasahayguna waa sida munaaradaha oo kale. Oo markaas waxaan hortiisa ku ahaa sidii mid nabad heshay.
I am a wall, And my breasts like towers; Then I became in his eyes As one who found peace.
11 S ulaymaan beercanab buu Bacal Hamoon ku lahaa; Oo beercanabkii wuxuu ka kireeyey kuwa dhawra, Oo midkood kastaaba wuxuu midhaheeda uga keeni jiray kun xabbadood oo lacag ah.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon; He leased the vineyard to keepers; Everyone was to bring for its fruit A thousand silver coins. (To Solomon)
12 B eercanabkayga ah kan aan iska leeyahay, hortayduu ku yaal, Haddaba Sulaymaanow, adigu waxaad heli doontaa kun, Kuwa midhihiisa dhawraana laba boqol. Gacaliyaha Hadlayaa
My own vineyard is before me. You, O Solomon, may have a thousand, And those who tend its fruit two hundred. The Beloved
13 T aada beeraha dhexdooda degganay, Rafiiqyadaadu waxay dhegaystaan codkaaga, Haddaba, bal i maqashii. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa
You who dwell in the gardens, The companions listen for your voice— Let me hear it! The Shulamite
14 G acaliyahaygow, dhaqso, Oo waxaad ahaataa sida cawl ama deer qayrab ah Oo buuraha dhirta udgoon kor jooga.
Make haste, my beloved, And be like a gazelle Or a young stag On the mountains of spices.