1 O n my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!

Goor habeennimo ah ayaan sariirtayda ka doondoonay kan naftaydu jeceshahay. Waan doondoonay, laakiinse ma aanan helin.

2 - - Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! -- I sought him, and I found him not.

Haddaba waan kacayaa, oo magaaladaan dhex wareegayaa, Oo dariiqyada iyo jidadka waaweyn Ayaan ka dhex goobayaa kan naftaydu jeceshahay. Waan doondoonay laakiinse ma aanan helin.

3 T he watchmen have found me, (Who are going round about the city), `Him whom my soul have loved saw ye?'

Waxaa i helay waardiyayaashii magaalada dhex warwareegayay, Oo anna waxaan ku idhi, Kan naftaydu jeceshahay ma aragteen?

4 B ut a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother -- And the chamber of her that conceived me.

Oo kolkaan iyagii in yar sii dhaafay Ayaan helay kii naftaydu jeceshahay. Waan qabtay, mana sii dayn, Ilaa aan isaga gurigii hooyaday keenay, Oo aan qolladdii tii i uuraysatay geliyey.

5 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

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

6 W ho this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?

Waa kuma kan cidlada uga soo baxaya sida tiirar qiiq ah? Oo ay malmalka, iyo fooxa, Iyo dhirta udgoon ee baayacmushtariga oo dhammu ka carfayaan?

7 L o, his couch, that Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones around it, Of the mighty of Israel,

Bal eeg, waa sariirta Sulaymaan lagu qaadee. Lixdan nin oo xoog badan oo ka mid ah kuwa xoogga badan ee reer binu Israa'iil Ayaa hareereheeda ku wareegsan.

8 A ll of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.

Kulligood seefta aad bay u yaqaaniin, waana wada dagaalyahan. Ninkood kastaba seeftiisii dhexday ugu xidhan tahay, Cabsida habeenka aawadeed.

9 A palanquin king Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,

Boqor Sulaymaan wuxuu kursi la qaado Ka samaystay qoryihii Lubnaan.

10 I ts pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.

Tiirarkiisii lacag buu ka dhigay, Hoostiisiina dahab buu ka dhigay, oo meeshuu fadhiistayna guduud buu ka dhigay, Oo dhexdiisiina gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalem ayaa jacayl ku sharraxay.

11 G o forth, and look, ye daughters of Zion, On king Solomon, with the crown, With which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the joy of his heart!

Gabdhaha reer Siyoonow, bal baxa, oo Boqor Sulaymaan eega, Isagoo qaba taajkii hooyadiis madaxa u saartay maalintii arooskiisa, Iyo maalintii qalbigiisu faraxsanaa.