< Song of Solomon 3 >

1 By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
Na gasi huluane bobaligilalebe, na da na golasuga golai dialu, na sasagesu dunu simasia ba: i. Na da e hogolalu be hame ba: i.
2 I will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
Na da moilai bai bagadega amoga logoba: le amola logo fonoboiba: le, e hogosa lalalu. Na da e hogolalu, be hame ba: i.
3 The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
Sosodo aligisu dunu amo da moilai ouligili lalebe da na ba: i. Na da ilima amane adole ba: i, ‘Dilia da na sasagesu dunu ba: bela: ?’
4 I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, into the room of her who conceived me.
Na da ili yolesilalu, e ba: i. Na da e gagulaligili, amola e masa: ne mae yolesili dialobawane, na da e adole, na: me ea diasuga oule asili, sesei amoga na da lalelegei, amoga e oule asi.
5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Yelusaleme uda dilia! Hehenasu ‘dia’ amola ‘gasele dia’ ilia houba: le, sia: dafawaneyale ilegema! Ania sasagesu gilisili fibi hou mae hedofama: ne sia: ma!” Uda da amane sia: i,
6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?
“Hafoga: i sogeganini manebe liligi da adila: ? Amo da mobi ganumu amo da gabusiga: manoma amola ‘me’ (bidi lasu dunu amoga lasu liligi agoai) agoane naba, agoai liligi ba: sa.
7 Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.
Soloumane da ea fisu da: iya fili, enoga gaguli manebe ba: sa. Dadi gagui dunu Isala: ili soge ganodini baligili noga: i dunu 60 agoane da ea da: i sosodo aligisu dunu, e sigi manebe ba: sa.
8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, because of fear in the night.
Ilia huluane da gobihei bagade amoga gegemu hou bagade dawa: Ilia da gegesu bagohame hamobeba: le, gasa bagade gala. Soloumane ea ha lai da gasia ema doagala: sa: besa: le, ilia afae afae da gegesu gobihei gagusa.
9 King Solomon made himself a carriage of the wood of Lebanon.
Hina bagade Soloumane da fisu amo noga: idafa ifa amoga hamoi, amoga fila heda: le, enoga gaguli ahoanebe ba: sa.
10 He made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, the middle of it being paved with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.
Amo fisu ea bada da silifa amoga dedeboi. Abula amo da gouliga ga: muga: legei da ea fisu dedebosa. Ea bada fugulu dedebosu liligi da yoi abula amo Yelusaleme uda ilia da asigiwane amunasi.
11 Go out, you daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon, with the crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Saione uda, dilia! Hina bagade Soloumane ba: la misa! Ea dialuma da: iya, habuga figisi dialebe ba: sa. Ea uda lasu esoga, e da hahawane bagade ba: i. Amola ea: me da amo esoga amo habuga ea dialuma da: iya figisi.”

< Song of Solomon 3 >