1Ndiri ruva rebundo rokuSharoni, Ndiri ruva rokumapani.
1As a lily among the thorns,
2Seruva pakati pemhinzwa, Ndizvo zvakaita mudiwa wangu pakati pavakunda.
2So [is] my friend among the daughters!
3Somuapuri pakati pemiti yokudondo, Ndizvo zvakaita mudiwa wangu pakati pavanakomana. Ndakagara mumumvuri wake nomufaro mukuru; Zvibereko zvake zvakanga zvichinaka pamukamwa wangu.
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.
4Akandiisa kuimba yomutambo; Mureza wake pamusoro pangu rwakanga ruri rudo.
4He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
5Nditsigirei namazambiringa akaomeswa, ndisimbisei namaapuri; nekuti ndinorwara norudo.
5Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
6Ruoko rwake rworuboshwe ruri pasi pomusoro wangu; Ruoko rwake rworudyi runondimbundikira.
6His left hand [is] under my head, And his right doth embrace me.
7Ndinokupikirai, imwi vakunda veJerusaremu, Nemharapara kana nondo dzokubundo, Kuti murege kupfutidza kana kumutsa rudo kusvikira iye ada omene.
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!
8Inzwai inzwi romudiwa wangu! Tarirai, wouya, Achikwakuka pamakomo, Achichirika pazvikomo.
8The voice of my beloved! lo, this — he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
9Mudiwa wangu akafanana nemharapara kana nomwana wenondo; Tarirai, womira seri korusvingo rwedu; Anotarira napamahwindo; Anodongorera napazvitanda zvamahwindo.
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.
10Mudiwa wangu akataura, akati kwandiri, Simuka, shamwari yangu, akanaka wangu, huya!
10My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
11Nokuti, tarira, chando chaenda; Mvura yapera, yaenda;
11For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away — it hath gone.
12Maruva aonekwa panyika; Nguva yokurira kweshiri yasvika, Nenzwi renjiva rinonzwikwa panyika yedu.
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,
13Muonde woibvisa maonde awo mambishi, Uye mizambiringa yotunga maruva; Yobudisa kunhuhwira kwayo; Simuka, shamwari yangu, wakanaka wangu huya!
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.
14Iwe njiva yangu, uri mumikaha yedombo, Pakadzitika pamawere; Ndione chiso chako, Ndinzwe inzwi rako; nekuti inzwi rako rakanaka, chiso chako chakanaka.
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.
15Tibatirei makava, makava maduku, Anotadzira minda yemizambiringa; nekuti minda yedu yemizambiringa yotunga maruva.
15Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes — destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
16Mudiwa wangu ndowangu, neni ndiri wake; Anofudza makwai ake pakati pamaruva ebundo.
16My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
17Kana zuva rotonhorera, nemimvuri yotiza, Tendeuka, mudiwa wangu, uve semharapara nomwana wenondo Pamusoro pamakomo eBheteri.
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!