< Song of Solomon 3 >

1 At night on my bed I was longing for him whom my soul loves; I looked for him, but I could not find him.
Teo am-pandriako nony alina dia mazàna nitady ilay tian’ ny fanahiko aho; Nitady azy aho, fa tsy nahita azy.
2 I said to myself, “I will get up and go through the city, through the streets and squares; I will search for him whom my soul loves.” I searched for him, but I did not find him.
Dia hoy izaho: Hifoha aho ka handehandeha eo an-tanàna, dia eny an-dalambe sy eny an-kalalahana, hitady ilay tian’ ny fanahiko eny, nitady azy aho, nefa tsy nahita azy.
3 The watchmen found me as they were making their rounds in the city. I asked them, “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
Hitan’ ny antily izay mandehandeha eny an-tanàna aho; Dia hoy izaho: Sao mba hitanareo lahy ilay tian’ ny fanahiko iny?
4 It was only a little while after I had passed them that 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, into the bedroom of the one who had conceived me.
Nony vao nandalo ireo vetivety foana aho, dia hitako ilay tian’ ny fanahiko, ka nohazoniko izy, fa tsy navelako handeha, mandra-pitondrako azy ho any an-tranon’ ineny, dia any amin’ ny efi-tranon’ ilay niteraka ahy.
5 I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the fields, that you will not awaken or arouse love until she pleases.
Mampianiana anareo amin’ ny gazela na amin’ ny dieravavy any an-tsaha aho, ry zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema; Aza manaitra na mamoha ny fitiavana, raha tsy efa sitrapony.
6 What is that coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders sold by merchants?
Iza moa iry vehivavy miakatra avy any an-efitra, tahaka ny setroka mitankosina, sady tsara fofona amin’ ny miora sy ny ditin-kazo mani-pofona mbamin’ ny vovoka manitra samy hafa entin’ ny mpandranto?
7 Look, it is the bed of Solomon; sixty warriors surround it, sixty soldiers of Israel.
Indro ny filanjan’ i Solomona! Lehilahy enim-polo, mahery avokoa, avy amin’ ny lehilahy mahery amin’ ny Isiraely, no manotrona azy.
8 All of them are skilled with a sword and are experienced in warfare. Every man has his sword at his side, armed against the terrors of the night.
An-tsabatra avokoa izy rehetra sady mahay miady, samy mitondra ny sabany eo am-balahany avy noho ny tahotra amin’ ny alina.
9 King Solomon made himself a sedan chair of the wood from Lebanon.
Nanao filanjana ho azy Solomona mpanjaka tamin’ ny hazo avy any Libanona:
10 Its posts were made of silver; the back was made of gold, and the seat of purple cloth. Its interior was decorated with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
Volafotsy no nataony andriny, ary volamena ny fiankinana, volomparasy ny ondany, ny ao anatiny voaravaka amin’ ny fanomezam-pitiavana avy tamin’ ny zanakavavin’ i Jerosalema.
11 Go out, daughters of Zion, and gaze on King Solomon, bearing the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day, on the day of the joy of his heart.
Mivoaha, ry zanakavavin’ i Ziona, ka mijere an’ i Solomona mpanjaka, misatroka ilay satro-boninahitra nasatro-dreniny azy tamin’ ny andro nampakarany vady, dia tamin’ ny andro nifalian’ ny fony.

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