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!
Achọrọ m onye m hụrụ nʼanya nʼelu ihe ndina m nʼabalị, ma ahụghị m ya. Ebiliri m chọọ ya ma ahụghị m ya.
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.
Ugbu a, aga m ebili pụọ jegharịa nʼama niile na nʼokporoụzọ niile nke obodo ịchọ ya, m ga-achọgharị onye m hụrụ nʼanya. Ya mere, achọrọ m ya ma ahụghị m ya.
3 The watchmen have found me (Who are going around the city), “Have you seen him whom my soul has loved?”
Ndị nche na-eche obodo hụrụ m, mgbe ha na-agagharị nʼobodo, ma ajụrụ m ha sị, “Biko, unu hụrụ onye ahụ m hụrụ nʼanya?”
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.
Ọ dịghị anya mgbe m gafere ha, achọtara m onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ejidesiri m ya ike, ahapụghị m ya aka tutu m duta ya nʼụlọ nne m, nʼime ụlọ nwanyị tụrụ ime m.
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!
Unu ụmụ agbọghọ Jerusalem, eji m nne mgbada niile na nne ele ọhịa gbaa unu iyi sị, unu akpọtela, maọbụ mee ka ịhụnanya teta ruo mgbe o masịrị ya.
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?
Onye bụ nke a na-esi nʼọzara na-abịa dịka anwụrụ ọkụ, nke tere mmanụ máá na ụda na-esi isi ụtọ, ụda nke ndị ahịa na-ere?
7 Behold, his couch, that [is] of Solomon, Sixty mighty ones [are] around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
Lee ọ bụ ụgbọ Solomọn. Iri mmadụ isii ndị ọka agha, ndị a maara aha ha karịsịa nʼala Izrel sokwa ya.
8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
Ha niile ji mma agha; ha bụ ndị a zụrụ nke ọma ibu agha. Mma agha onye ọbụla dịkwa nʼukwu ya, ịdị njikere maka ihe egwu abalị.
9 A palanquin King Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
Eze Solomọn rụrụ onwe ya ụgbọ a nke o ji osisi sitere Lebanọn rụọ.
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.
Ogidi ya ka o ji ọlaọcha mee; ala ya bụkwa ọlaedo. Ebe ịnọdụ ọdụ ya ka e ji akwa odo odo kpaa, e ji ịhụnanya dozie ebe ime ya. Ndị inyom Jerusalem,
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!
pụtanụ, bịa hụrụ, unu ụmụ agbọghọ Zayọn, bịanụ ka unu hụ Solomọn bụ eze; lee ụdị okpueze nne ya kpunyere ya nʼisi, nʼụbọchị agbamakwụkwọ ya, nʼụbọchị obi ụtọ na ịṅụrị ọṅụ ya.
