Song of Solomon 3
1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but I found him not.
Goor habeennimo ah ayaan sariirtayda ka doondoonay kan naftaydu jeceshahay. Waan doondoonay, laakiinse ma aanan helin.
2 'I will rise now, and go about the city, in the streets and in the broad ways, I will seek him whom my soul loveth.' I sought him, but 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 The watchmen that go about the city found me: 'Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?'
Waxaa i helay waardiyayaashii magaalada dhex warwareegayay, Oo anna waxaan ku idhi, Kan naftaydu jeceshahay ma aragteen?
4 Scarce 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.
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 adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
Gabdhaha reer Yeruusaalemow, waxaan idinku dhaarinayaa Cawsha iyo deerada duurka Inaydaan jacayl kicin ama aydaan toosin Ilaa uu doono.
6 Who is this that cometh up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders 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 Behold, it is the litter of Solomon; threescore mighty men are about it, of the mighty men 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 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war; every man hath his sword upon his thigh, because of dread in the night.
Kulligood seefta aad bay u yaqaaniin, waana wada dagaalyahan. Ninkood kastaba seeftiisii dhexday ugu xidhan tahay, Cabsida habeenka aawadeed.
9 King Solomon made himself a palanquin of the wood of Lebanon.
Boqor Sulaymaan wuxuu kursi la qaado Ka samaystay qoryihii Lubnaan.
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the top thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple, the inside thereof being inlaid with love, from 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 Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and gaze upon king Solomon, even upon the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness 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.
