¹By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

¹Na svojej loži po nociach hľadala som toho, ktorého miluje moja duša; hľadala som ho, ale som ho nenašla.

²I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

²Nože tedy nech vstanem a obídem po meste; po námestiach a po uliciach budem hľadať toho, ktorého miluje moja duša. Hľadala som ho, ale som ho nenašla.

³The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

³Našli ma strážcovia, ktorí obchádzajú po meste. Či ste nevideli toho, ktorého miluje moja duša?

⁴It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

⁴Len čo som odišla od nich, našla som toho, ktorého miluje moja duša. Chopila som sa ho a nepustila som ho, dokiaľ som ho nedoviedla do domu svojej matky a do izby tej, ktorá ma počala.

⁵I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

⁵Prísahou vás zaväzujem, dcéry Jeruzalema, na srny alebo jelenice poľa, aby ste neprebudily ani nebudily mojej lásky, dokiaľ by sama nechcela.

⁶Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?

⁶Kto je to tá, ktorá vystupuje od púšte jako stĺpy dymu; okadená myrrhou a kadivom nad každý prach kupca-voninára?

⁷Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.

⁷Hľa, posteľ Šalamúnova: šesťdesiat junákov vôkol nej z junákov Izraelových.

⁸They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.

⁸Všetci narábajú mečom, vycvičení v boji; každý má svoj meč pri svojom boku zo strachu vnoci.

⁹King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.

⁹Nosidlo si spravil kráľ Šalamún z dreva Libanona.

¹⁰He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹⁰Jeho stĺpy porobil zo striebra, jeho operadlo zo zlata, jeho sedisko z purpuru, jeho vnútrajšok je vystlaný láskou od dcér Jeruzalema.

¹¹Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

¹¹Vyjdite a vidzte, dcéry Siona, kráľa Šalamúna v korune, ktorou ho korunovala jeho matka v deň jeho veselia a v deň radosti jeho srdca.