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!
Usiku katika kitanda changu nilikuwa na shauku ya yeye ni mpendaye; nilimtafuta, lakini sikumpata.
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.
Nilisema binafsi, “Nitainuka na kwenda kupitia mji, kupitia mitaa na sokoni; nitamtafuta.” Nilimtafuta, lakini sikumpata.
3 The watchmen have found me (Who are going around the city), “Have you seen him whom my soul has loved?”
Walinzi walinipata walipo kuwa doria katika mji. Nikawauliza, “Mmemuona mpenzi wangu?”
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.
Ni baada ya mda mfupi kupita nilipo wapita nikampata ninaye mpenda. Nilimshika na sikumuacha hadi nilipo mleta nyumbani mwa mama yangu, katika chumba cha yeye aliyenichukua mimba. Mwanamke akiongea na wanawake wengine.
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!
Ninataka muape, mabinti wa wanaume waYerusalemu, kwa ayala na paa wa porini, kuwa hamtavuruga mapenzi yetu hadi yatakapo isha yenyewe. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
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?
Nini hiyo inayo toka nyikani kama nguzo za moshi, umefukizwa manemane na ubani, pamoja na unga wote wa manukato unao uzwa na wafanya biashara?
7 Behold, his couch, that [is] of Solomon, Sixty mighty ones [are] around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
Angalia, nikitanda cha Sulemani; mashujaa sitini wamekizunguka, wanajeshi elfu sitini wa Israeli
8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
Wao ni wazoefu wa upanga na wanaujuzi wa vita. Kila mwanaume ana upanga wake pembeni yake, akijizatiti na maasi ya usiku.
9 A palanquin King Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
Mfalme Sulemani akajijengea kiti cha kifalme cha kubebwa na mbao za Lebanoni.
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.
Nguzo zake zilijengwa kwa fedha; nyuma kuliekwa dhahabu, na kiti kitambaa cha zambarau. Ndani mwake kulipambwa na upendo na mabinti wa wanaume wa Yerusalemu. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza na wanawake wa Yerusalemu
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!
Nenda nje, mabinti wa wanaume wa Sayuni, na mtazame mfalme Sulemani, akivikwa taji ambalo mamaye alimvika siku ya arusi yake, katika siku ya furaha ya maisha yake.
