¹'Ma otsisin öösiti oma voodis teda, keda mu hing armastab. Ma otsisin teda, aga ei leidnud.

¹On my bed, in the nights, I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

²Ma tõusen nüüd ja uitan linnas tänavail ja turgudel, otsin teda, keda mu hing armastab. Ma otsisin teda, aga ei leidnud.

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

³Vahid, kes uitavad linnas, leidsid minu. 'Kas olete näinud teda, keda mu hing armastab?'

³The watchmen that go about the city found me: -- Have ye seen him whom my soul loveth?

⁴Vaevalt olin neist möödunud, kui ma leidsin tema, keda mu hing armastab. Ma hoidsin teda kinni ega lasknud lahti, kuni olin ta viinud oma ema kotta, selle kambrisse, kes mind oma ihus oli kandnud.

⁴-- Scarcely had I passed from them, When 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.

⁵Ma vannutan teid, Jeruusalemma tütred, gasellide või aasa hirvede juures: ärge eksitage ega äratage armastust, enne kui see ise tahab!'

⁵I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please.

⁶'Mis see on, mis kõrbest üles tuleb suitsusammaste kujul, suitsutus mürrist ja viirukist, kaupmehe mitmesugustest vürtsidest?

⁶Who is this, [she] that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant? ...

⁷Vaata, Saalomoni kandetool! Selle ümber on kuuskümmend kangelast Iisraeli kangelastest.

⁷Behold his couch, Solomon's own: Threescore mighty men are about it, Of the mighty of Israel.

⁸Nad kõik kannavad mõõka, nad on õpetatud sõdima; igaühel on oma mõõk puusal öiste hädaohtude pärast.

⁸They all hold the sword, Experts in war; Each hath his sword upon his thigh Because of alarm in the nights.

⁹Kuningas Saalomon oli teinud enesele kandetooli Liibanoni puudest.

⁹King Solomon made himself a palanquin Of the wood of Lebanon.

¹⁰Selle sambad olid tehtud hõbedast, seljatugi kullast, iste purpurist; selle sisemus oli armastusega sisustatud Jeruusalemma tütarde poolt.

¹⁰Its pillars he made of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple; The midst thereof was paved [with] love By the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹¹Tulge välja ja vaadake, Siioni tütred, kuningas Saalomoni krooniga, millega ta ema teda on ehtinud ta pulmapäeval, ta südame rõõmupäeval.'

¹¹Go forth, 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.