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.
Pandan plizyè nwit, m' kouche sou kabann mwen, m' chache moun mwen renmen anpil la. M' chache l', mwen pa jwenn li.
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.
Apre sa, mwen leve, mwen pran mache nan tout lavil la, m' chache moun mwen renmen an nan tout lari, sou tout laplas yo. M' chache l', mwen pa jwenn li.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: — Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?
Gad k'ap mache fè patwouy nan lavil la kontre avè m'. Mwen mande yo: Souple! Nou pa wè nèg mwen renmen an pou mwen?
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.
Kite mwen kite gad yo, mwen jwenn moun mwen renmen an. Mwen kenbe men l'. Mwen pa lage l' jouk mwen mennen l' kay manman m', nan chanm moun ki te pote m' nan vant li an.
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.
Nou menm, medam lavil Jerizalèm, tanpri, tanpri souple! Fè m' sèman sou tèt gazèl bèf ak fenmèl kabrit ki lage nan savann yo. Pa deranje anmòrèz mwen lè l'ap dòmi. Pa leve l' san li pa vle.
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? ...
Kisa k'ap vini sot nan dezè a? L'ap vini nan mitan de poto lafimen. Lè a gen sant lansan, li gen sant mant, li gen sant tout kalite poud santi bon machann vann.
7 Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.
Gade! Se yon kabann divan y'ap pote pou Salomon. Gen swasant sòlda k'ap eskòte l', swasant nan pi vanyan sòlda peyi Izrayèl la.
8 They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.
Yo tout gen anpil ladrès pou sèvi ak nepe. Se vyewo yo ye nan lagè. Yo chak gen nepe yo mare nan ren yo. Yo tou pare pou si yo ta atake yo lannwit.
9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.
Wa Salomon fè fè yon bèl divan sou branka pou li ak pi bon bwa peyi Liban,
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.
Poto kwen yo fèt an ajan. Tèt divan an kouvri an lò. Matla a kouvri ak bèl twal wouj, tout anndan an bwode. Se medam lavil Jerizalèm yo ki fè l' pou li ak tout kè yo.
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.
Soti non, medam mòn Siyon yo! Vin wè wa Salomon ak kouwòn manman l' te mete sou tèt li jou maryaj li, jou kè l' te kontan anpil la.
