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 am come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

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 was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

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

³I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?

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

⁴My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], And my heart was moved for him.

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

⁵I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands droppeth with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.

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⁶I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

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

⁷The watchmen that go about the city found me, They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.

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

⁸I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from 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 more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so adjure us?

¹⁰Mudiwa wangu akachena nokutsvuka, Anozikamwa pakati pezana ramazana.

¹⁰My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.

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

¹¹His head is [as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven.

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

¹²His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [and] fitly set.

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

¹³His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

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

¹⁴His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: His body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires.

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

¹⁵His legs are [as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent 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 most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.