¹As a lily among the thorns,

¹Izaho dia voninkazo eny an-tanety ihany sy lilia eny an-dohasaha.[Na: any Sarôna]

²So [is] my friend among the daughters!

²Toy ny lilia eo amin'ny tsilo, dia toy izany tompokovavy havako eo amin'ny zazavavy.

³As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.

³Toy ny hazo poma amin'ny hazo any an'ala, dia toy izany ny malalako eo amin'ny zatovo. Mahafinaritra ahy indrindra ny mipetraka eo ambanin'ny alokalony, sady mamy ao am-bavako ny voany.

⁴He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,

⁴Nentiny ho ao an-tranon-divay aho, ary ny fanevany eo amboniko dia fitiavana.

⁵Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.

⁵Hatanjaho amin'ampempam-boaloboka aho, ary velombelomy amin'ny poma aho, fa mararim-pitia.

⁶His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

⁶Aoka ny tànany ankavia hanondana ahy, ary aoka ny tànany ankavanana hanohona ahy.

⁷I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

⁷Mampianiana 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.[Anaram-biby haingan-tongotra]

⁸The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

⁸[Tenin'ny ampakarina, raha nitoetra irery izy] Injay, ny feon'ilay malalako! Indro, tamy izy ka miantsambotsambotra eny an-tendrombohitra ary mitsambitimbikina eny amin'ny havoana.

⁹My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this — he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

⁹Ny malalako dia tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora; Indro, mijanona eo ala-tranonay izy, mitsidika eo am-baravarankely, manarangarana eo amin'ny makarakara.[Anaram-biby haingan-tongotra][Heb. ivelan'ny rindrinay]

¹⁰My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,

¹⁰Niteny ny malalako ka nanao tamiko hoe: Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary!

¹¹For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.

¹¹Fa, indro, lasa ny ririnina, ritra tsy misy intsony ny ranonorana;

¹²The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,

¹²Miposaka eo amin'ny tany ny voninkazo; Tonga ny taona fanaovam-peo fifaliana, ary re atỳ amin'ny tanintsika ny feon'ny domohina.

¹³The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.

¹³Ny aviavy mahamanitra ny voany tanora, mamony ny voaloboka ka mamerovero tsara. Mitsangàna, ry tompokovavy havako, ry tsara tarehiko, ka andeha ary![aviavimbazaha]

¹⁴My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice [is] sweet, and thy appearance comely.

¹⁴E, ry voromailalako ao amin'ny tsefatsefaky ny harambato, dia ao amin'ny fialokalofana amin'ny fiakarana mideza, aoka hahita ny endrikao sy handre ny feonao aho; Fa mamy ny feonao, sady mahafinaritra ny endrikao.

¹⁵Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.

¹⁵Sambory ny amboahaolo, dia ireo amboahaolo madinika izay manimba ny tanim-boaloboka; Fa efa mamony izao ny voalobotsika.

¹⁶My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,

¹⁶Ahy ny malalako, ary azy aho, dia ilay miandry ny ondriny eny amin'ny lilia.Mandra-pangatsiatsiaky ny andro, ka efa hilentika ny masoandro, mitodiha, ry ilay malalako, ary aoka ho tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitra be hantsana ianao. [Heb. mandositra ny aloka][Anaram-biby haingan-tongotra][Na: tendrombohitra manelanelana]

¹⁷Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

¹⁷Mandra-pangatsiatsiaky ny andro, ka efa hilentika ny masoandro, mitodiha, ry ilay malalako, ary aoka ho tahaka ny gazela na ny diera tanora eny an-tendrombohitra be hantsana ianao. [Heb. mandositra ny aloka][Anaram-biby haingan-tongotra][Na: tendrombohitra manelanelana]