Song of Solomon 3
1 On my bed, in the nights, I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
Otieno duto kane an e kitandana, ne amanyo ngʼat ma chunya ohero; ne amanye to ne ok ayude.
2 I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broadways Will I seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
Koro abiro aa malo kendo abiro wuotho koni gi koni e dala, abiro menyo e yore kod kuonde duto mopondo mag dala; abiro manyo ngʼat ma chunya ohero. Omiyo ne amanye to ne ok ayude.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: — Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?
Jorito mag dala noyuda ka girito dala, mine apenjogi niya “Bende usenenonae ngʼat ma chunya ohero?”
4 — Scarcely had I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.
Gikanyono, kane pok asudo mabor kodgi, ne ayudo ngʼat ma chunya ohero. Ne amake matek, kendo ne adagi weye thuolo mondo odhi mine akele nyaka e od minwa, kama ne onywolae.
5 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.
Un nyi Jerusalem, asiemou gi nying nyakech kod mwanda manie e thim, ni kik utug hera kata chiewe ka sa ne pok oromo.
6 Who is this, [she] that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? ...
Mano to ngʼa mabiro koa e piny motimo ongoro machalo ka iro madhwolore, mowirore gi modhi mangʼwe ngʼar, kendo molosi gi gik madungʼ mangʼwe ngʼar mag jo-ohala madongo?
7 Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.
Neuru, en gach Solomon, kikowe gi jolweny piero auchiel, ma gin jo-Israel maroteke,
8 They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.
giduto gimanore gi ligangla, giduto gilony e kedo, ka ngʼato ka ngʼato nigi liganglane e bathe, koikore ne gik mabwogo ji gotieno.
9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
Ruoth Solomon noloso garino ne en owuon; nolose gi bepe moa Lebanon.
10 Its pillars he made of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple; The midst thereof was paved [with] love By the daughters of Jerusalem.
Sirnige noloso gi fedha, to pinyne noloso gi dhahabu, kombene ne olicho gi nanga maralik, dier iye to nyi Jerusalem noumo gihera mogundho.
11 Go forth, daughters of Zion, And behold king Solomon With the crown wherewith his mother crowned him In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Wuoguru oko, un nyi Sayun, wuoguru uneye Ruoth Solomon korwako osimbone mar loch, osimbo mar loch mane min mare osidhone, chiengʼ mane otimo arus, chiengʼno mane chunye oil.
