¹How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.

¹ Ya Sulam ize wayo, ma ye ka kaa, ma ye ka kaa! Ma ye ka kaa, ma ye ka kaa, iri ma ni guna. Arhiijo ne: Ifo se no araŋ ga ba araŋ ma Sulam ize wayo guna, Danga day sata hinka gaani cine?

²Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;

² Ya bonkoono ize wayo, Ni cey gunayaŋ ga boori ni taamey ra! Ni ankorey, sanda taalam tondiyaŋ no, goni kambe goy.

³Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;

³ Ni fuuma ga hima gaasiya, Naŋ kaŋ i si jaŋ duvan* salwate. Ni gunda ga hima alkama gu, Kaŋ waaliya boko go g'a windi.

⁴Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;

⁴ Ni fafa hinka ga hima sanda jeeri ize taway hinka jeeri nya do.

⁵Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!

⁵ Ni jinda ga boori sanda cinari kuuku kaŋ i te da cebeeri hinje. Ni moy mo ga hima sanda Hesbon ra banguyaŋ kaŋ yaŋ go Bayt-Rabbim kwaara meyey gaa. Ni niina ga hima sanda Liban cinari kuuko kaŋ ga Damaskos do haray guna.

⁶How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights!

⁶ Ni boŋo ni jinda gaa, sanda Karmel cine no. Ni boŋ hamno mo ga hima suudi. A turanta ga bonkoono di ka daŋ tamtaray.

⁷This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.

⁷ Ya ay baakwa, baakasinay korno hari! Ni ga sogo no, ni ga kaan mo sanda ifo cine!

⁸I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,

⁸ Ni kuuyaŋo sanda sabb'ize cine no, Ni fafey sanda a fafey cine yaŋ no.

⁹And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ... That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.

⁹ Ay ne: «Ay ga sabb'ize nya wo kaaru, Ay m'a zuguley di.» Naŋ ni fafey ma ciya sanda reyzin* nya fafayaŋ, Ni fulanzamyaŋo haw ma hima pom* hawo.

¹⁰I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.

¹⁰ Ni meyo mo ma hima duvan kaŋ kaan nd'i kulu. Wayhiijo ne: A ga zulli ay baakwa se. A ga gana borey kaŋ goono ga jirbi me-kuurey ra.

¹¹-- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.

¹¹ Ay ya ay baakwa wane no, A laakalo mo go ay gaa.

¹²We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.

¹² Ya ay baakwa, kaa, Iri ma koy ka bar-bare farey ra, Iri ma kani kawyey ra.

¹³The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.

¹³ Iri ma tun da hinay ka koy reyzin kaley ra, Iri ma di hala reyzin* tiksey te kobto, Hal i booso mo feeri, Hala garenadey mo boosu. Noodin no ay g'ay baakasina cabe ni se.

¹⁴ Kori gabu goono ga haw kaano te. Iri fu meyo gaa mo tuuri ize kaano dumi kulu go no, Itaji nda izeeno kaŋ yaŋ ay jisi ni se, ya ay baakwa.