Song of Solomon 3
1 On my bed by night, I sought him whom my soul has loved; I sought him, and I did not find him!
Dare farai a kan gadona na nemi wanda zuciyata take ƙauna; na neme shi amma ban same shi ba.
2 Now let me rise, and go around the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul has loved! I sought him, and I did not find him.
Zan tashi yanzu in zagaya gari, in ratsa titunansa da dandalinsa; zan nemi wanda zuciyata take ƙauna. Saboda haka na neme shi, amma ban same shi ba.
3 The watchmen have found me (Who are going around the city), “Have you seen him whom my soul has loved?”
Masu tsaro suka gamu da ni yayinda suke kai kawo a cikin birni, sai na ce, “Kun ga mini wanda zuciyata take ƙauna?”
4 But I passed on a little from them, Until I found him whom my soul has loved! I seized him, and did not let him go, Until I brought him to the house of my mother—And the chamber of her that conceived me.
Rabuwata da su ke nan sai na sami wanda zuciyata take ƙauna. Na riƙe shi, ban yarda yă tafi ba sai da na kawo shi gidan mahaifiyata, zuwa ɗakin wadda ta yi cikina.
5 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor wake the love until she pleases!
’Yan matan Urushalima, ku yi mini alkawari da bareyi da ƙishimai na jeji. Ba za ku tā da ko ku farka ƙauna ba sai haka ya zama lalle.
6 Who [is] this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed [with] myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?
Wane ne wannan mai zuwa daga hamada kamar tunnuƙewar hayaƙi, cike da ƙanshin turaren mur da lubban da aka yi da kayan yajin’yan kasuwa?
7 Behold, his couch, that [is] of Solomon, Sixty mighty ones [are] around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
Duba! Abin ɗaukar Solomon ne, jarumawa sittin suke rakiya, zaɓaɓɓun sojojin Isra’ila,
8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
dukansu suna saye da takobi dukansu ƙwararru ne a yaƙi, kowanne da takobinsa a rataye a gefensa, a shirye don abubuwan bantsoro na dare.
9 A palanquin King Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
Sarki Solomon ya yi wa kansa abin ɗauka; ya yi shi da katako daga Lebanon.
10 Its pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined [with] love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.
An yi sandunansa da azurfa, aka yi ƙasarsa da zinariya. An lulluɓe wurin zaman da zanen shunayya,’yan matan Urushalima sun yi mata irin yayen da ake yi na ƙauna.
11 Go forth, and look, you daughters of Zion, On King Solomon, with the crown, With which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the joy of his heart!
Fito, ku’yan matan Sihiyona, ku ga Sarki Solomon yana saye da rawani, rawanin da mahaifiyarsa ta naɗa masa, a ranar aurensa, a ranar da zuciyarsa ta yi farin ciki.
