Oluyimba 3
1 Ekiro kyonna nga ndi ku kitanda kyange, nalindirira emmeeme yange gw’eyagala, ne munoonya naye saamulaba.
[[M.]] Upon my bed, in the night, I sought him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but found him not.
2 Nnaagolokoka ne ntambulatambulako mu kibuga, mu nguudo ne mu bifo ebigazi; nanoonya emmeeme yange gw’eyagala, ne nnindirira naye saamulaba.
I will arise now [[said I]], and go about the city; In the streets and the broad ways will I seek him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but found him not.
3 Abakuumi b’ekibuga abaali balawuna mu kibuga, ne bansisinkana, ne mbabuuza nti, “Mundabidde ku oyo emmeeme yange gw’eyagala?”
The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen [[said I]] him whom my soul loveth?”
4 Twali twakayisiŋŋanya, ne ndaba oyo emmeeme yange gw’eyagala. Ne munnywegera ne simuganya kugenda, okutuusa lwe namuleeta mu nnyumba ya mmange, ne mutwala mu kisenge ky’oyo eyanzaala.
I had but just passed them, When I found him whom my soul loveth; I held him, and would not let him go, Till I had brought him into my mother's house, Into the apartment of her that bore me.
5 Mbakuutira mmwe abawala ba Yerusaalemi, ng’empeewo n’enjaza ez’oku ttale, temusisimula newaakubadde okuzuukusa okwagala okutuusa nga kwesiimidde.
[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem! By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please.
6 Ani oyo ajja ng’ava mu ddungu, afaanana ng’empagi ey’omukka, asaabye ebyakaloosa ebya mooli n’omugavu, okuva mu byakaloosa byonna eby’omusuubuzi?
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the powders of the merchant?
7 Laba, kye kigaali kya Sulemaani, ekiwerekeddwako abasajja ab’amaanyi nga nkaaga, abalwanyi abazira abasingayo mu Isirayiri,
Behold, the carriage of Solomon! Threescore valiant men are around it, Of the valiant men of Israel.
8 bonna balina ebitala, era bamanyirivu mu kulwana; buli omu n’ekitala kye mu kiwato kye, nga beetegekedde entiisa ey’ekiro.
They all wear swords, Being skilled in war. Every one hath his sword girt upon his thigh, On account of danger in the night.
9 Kabaka Sulemaani yeekolera ekigaali eky’emiti egy’omu Lebanooni.
King Solomon made for himself a carriage Of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Empagi zaakyo yazisiigako ffeeza, ne wansi waakyo nga wa zaabu, n’entebe yaamu ng’eriko olugoye lwa ffulungu; ne munda nga mwaliire bulungi n’okwagala, okw’abawala ba Yerusaalemi.
The pillars thereof he made of silver, The railing of gold, The seat of purple, Its interior curiously wrought by a lovely one of the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Mufulume, mmwe abawala ba Sayuuni, mulabe ku Kabaka Sulemaani ng’ayambadde engule, engule nnyina gye yamutikkira ku lunaku olw’embaga ye, ku lunaku omutima gwe kwe gwasanyukira.
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion! And behold King Solomon In the crown with which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, In the day of the gladness of his heart.
