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.
Fong nukewa ke nga oan fin mwe oan kiuk uh Nga nunkal su nga lungse yohk; Nga sokol, ac tia ku in konalak.
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.
Nga ac tukakek ac som forfor in siti uh; Nga ac fahsr sasla inkanek nukewa Ac sokol su nga lungse yohk. Na nga sokol, ac tia ku in konalak.
3 The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
Mwet topang su forfor taran siti uh elos liyeyuyak. Na nga siyuk selos, “Kowos tiana liye kawuk se luk ah?”
4 It was but a little that I passed from them, but 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.
Nga tufahna som lukelos, na nga konalak. Nga sruokilya ac tia lungse fuhlella Nwe ke na nga pwanulla nu in lohm sin nina kiuk, Nu infukil se na nga tuh isusla we.
5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
Mutan Jerusalem, kowos in wulema nu sik Ke inen kosro mui ac kato inima uh, Lah kowos fah tia lusrong pacl in pwar lasr uh.
6 Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
Mea se fosryak yen mwesis uh me, oana sru in kulasr soko, Ac keng fohlo oana foulin myrrh ac franku Ma mwet kuka uh kukakin?
7 Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
Solomon el a tuku ingo — utuk na el fin mwe muta lal uh; Mwet mweun onngoul pa atlol tuku. Elos pa solse ma ku oemeet inmasrlon mwet mweun lun Israel.
8 They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
Elos nukewa pisrla ke orekmakinyen cutlass; Elos mwet na pah ke mweun uh. Kais sie selos us cutlass natul, Akola na nu ke kutena mwe lokoalok ma ac sikyak ke fong.
9 King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
Utuk Tokosra Solomon fin sie mwe muta fulat, Su orekla ke sak ma wo oemeet Lebanon.
10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Kosrusru kac uh nukla ke silver, Ac nuknuk akul uh ke gold oan fac. Ma loeyen mwe muta uh nukla ke nuknuk sroninmutuk, Su tutalla arulana wo sin mutan Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O ye 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.
Mutan in Zion, fahsru liyel Tokosra Solomon. El sunya tefuro se su nina kial tuh oakiya fin sifal Ke len in marut lal, Ke len in engan ac pwar lal.
