¹Ndapinda mumunda mangu, hanzvadzi yangu, mwenga wangu; Ndaunganidza mura yangu nezvinonhuhwira zvangu; Ndadya musvi wouchi hwangu nouchi hwangu; Ndamwa waini yangu nomukaka wangu. Idyai, shamwari dzangu; Imwai, zvirokwazvo, imwai zvikuru, vadiwa vangu.

¹I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!

²Ndakanga ndivete, asi moyo wangu wakange wakasvinura; Inzwi romudiwa wangu, anogogodza, achiti, Ndizarurire, hanzvadzi yangu, mudiwa wangu, njiva yangu, akakwana wangu; nekuti musoro wangu uzere nedova, Vhudzi rangu namadonhedza ousiku.

²I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled [with] dew, My locks [with] drops of the night.`

³Ndabvisa nguvo yangu; ndingaifuka sei? Ndashambidza tsoka dzangu; ndingadzisvibisa sei?

³I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?

⁴Mudiwa wangu akapinza ruoko rwake napavuri romukova, moyo wangu ukamushuva.

⁴My beloved sent his hand from the net-work, And my bowels were moved for him.

⁵Ndakasimuka, ndichiti ndizarurire mudiwa wangu; Maoko angu akadonha mura, Nemimwe yangu mura inoyerera, Pazvibato zvechizarira.

⁵I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dropped myrrh, Yea, my fingers flowing myrrh, On the handles of the lock.

⁶Ndakazarurira mudiwa wangu; Asi mudiwa wangu akanga atendeuka, aenda. Mweya wangu wakange watorwa pakutaura kwake; Ndakamutsvaka, asi handina kumuwana; Ndikamudana, asi haana kundipindura.

⁶I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew — he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.

⁷Varindi, vanofamba-famba neguta, vakandiwana; Vakandirova, vakandikuvadza; Vatariri vamasvingo vakanditorera kwiriti yangu.

⁷The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.

⁸Ndinokupikirai, imwi vakunda veJerusaremu, Kana mukawana mudiwa wangu, muchamuudzei? Kuti ndinorwariswa nerudo.

⁸I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved — What do ye tell him? that I [am] sick with love!

⁹Ko mudiwa wako anopfuura vamwe vadiwa neiko, Nhai, iwe, unopfuura vakadzi vose nokunaka? Ko mudiwa wako unopfuura vamwe vadiwa neiko, Zvaunotipikira saizvozvo?

⁹What [is] thy beloved above [any] beloved, O fair among women? What [is] thy beloved above [any] beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

¹⁰Mudiwa wangu akachena nokutsvuka, Anozikamwa pakati pezana ramazana.

¹⁰My beloved [is] clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!

¹¹Musoro wake wakaita sendarama yakaisvonaka; Vhudzi rake rakapetana, idema segunguvo.

¹¹His head [is] pure gold — fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,

¹²Meso ake akaita seenjiva pahova dzemvura, Dzakashambwa nomukaka, sezvibwe zvakarongedzwa zvakanaka.

¹²His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.

¹³Matama ake akaita sendima yemiti inonhuhwira, Samatutu emakwenzi anonhuwira; Miromo yake yakaita samaruva anodonha mura inoyerera.

¹³His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips [are] lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

¹⁴Maoko ake akaita samapango endarama, akaiswa bheriri; Muviri wake wakaita senyanga dzenzou, dzakafukidzwa nesafiro.

¹⁴His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,

¹⁵Makumbo ake akaita sembiru dzamabwe machena, dzakaiswa pazvigadziko zvendarama yakaisvonaka; Kuonekwa kwake kose kwakafanana neRebhanoni, kwakaisvonaka semisidhari.

¹⁵His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

¹⁶Muromo wake wakanaka kwazvo; Zvirokwazvo, wakaisvonaka kwazvo-kwazvo. Ndizvo zvakaita mudiwa wangu, ndizvo zvakaita shamwari yangu, imwi vakunda veJerusaremu.

¹⁶His mouth is sweetness — and all of him desirable, This [is] my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!