Song of Solomon 3
1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
Butu mobimba, na mbeto na ngai, nazali koluka mobali oyo motema na ngai elingaka; naluki ye, kasi namonaki ye te.
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 loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
Esengeli na ngai kolamuka sik’oyo mpe kobima libanda ya engumba, na balabala na yango mpe na bisika oyo bato nyonso bakutanaka; nakoluka mobali oyo motema na ngai elingaka. Nalukaki ye, kasi namonaki ye te.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw you him whom my soul loves?
Bakengeli bamonaki ngai tango bazalaki koleka-leka na balabala ya engumba. Natunaki bango: « Bomoneli ngai te mobali oyo motema na ngai elingaka? »
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but 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, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
Tango kaka nalekaki bango, mbala moko, namonaki mobali oyo motema na ngai elingaka. Nakangaki ye mpe natikaki ye lisusu te kokende. Namemaki ye kino na ndako ya mama na ngai, na shambre ya mwasi oyo abotaki ngai.
5 I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
Bilenge basi ya Yelusalemi, nabondeli bino na kombo ya mboloko mpe ya mbuli ya bilanga: Bolamusa Bolingo na ngai te liboso ete ye moko akoma na posa ya kolamuka.
6 Who is this that comes out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
Nani oyo abimi na esobe lokola molinga oyo ezali komata, azali kobimisa solo ya malasi ya mire mpe ya ansa, oyo basali na biloko ya mike-mike ya solo kitoko ya moto ya mombongo?
7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; three score valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
Tala! Ezali nde tsipoyi ya mokonzi Salomo! Basoda na ye ya mpiko, bato ya lokumu ya Isalaele, tuku motoba nde bamemi yango.
8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man has his sword on his thigh because of fear in the night.
Bango nyonso balati mipanga; bango nyonso bazali makasi na bitumba, baselingwa mpo na bitumba ya butu.
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
Mokonzi Salomo asalisaki tsipoyi; basalaki yango na mabaya ya mboka Libani.
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the middle thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Basalaki bisimbelo na yango na palata, mokongo na yango, na wolo. Balatisaki evandelo na yango bilamba ya motuya ya langi ya motane makasi. Bongo, bilenge basi ya Yelusalemi babongisaki kati na yango na motema ya bolingo.
11 Go forth, O you daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Bino bilenge basi ya Siona, bobima; botala ndenge nini mokonzi Salomo alati motole, motole oyo mama na ye alatisaki ye na mokolo ya libala na ye, na mokolo oyo motema na ye ezalaki na esengo.
