1Mudiwa wako akaendepiko, Iwe, unopfuura vakadzi vose nokunaka? Mudiwa wako wakaringirepiko, Kuti timutsvake pamwechete newe?
1Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Beloved
2Mudiwa wangu wakadzira kumunda wake, Kundima dzemiti inonhuhwira, Kufudza makwai ake muminda,nokutanha maruva.
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3Ini ndiri womudiwa wangu; mudiwa wangu ndowangu; Anofudza makwai ake pakati pamaruva.
3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
4Wakanaka, shamwari yangu saTiriza, Wakanaka seJerusaremu, Unotyisa sehondo ine mireza.
4You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5Usanditarira nameso ako, nekuti andikunda. Vhudzi rako rakafanana neboka rembudzi, Dzinoburukira mujinga megomo reGiriyadhi.
5Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
6Meno aka akafanana neboka renhunzvi dzamakwai, Dzinobva pakushambwa; Rimwe nerimwe radzo rina vana vaviri, Hakuna rimwe risina mwana.
6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; of which every one has twins; none is bereaved among them.
7Zvavovo zvako zvakafanana nebhande redamba Pakutarira kwako pakati pechifukidzo chako.
7Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8Vahosi vana makumi matanhatu navarongo vana makumi masere variko, Nemhandara dzisingaperi.
8There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
9Njiva yangu, akakwana wangu, ndiye mumwe oga; Ndiye mwana mumwe woga wamai vake; Ndiye musanangurwa wowakamubereka; Vakunda vakamuona, vakati akaropafadzwa; Navahosi navarongo, vakamurumbidza.
9My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10Ndianiko uyo anotarira samambakwedza, Akanaka somwedzi, Akachena sezuva, Anotyisa sehondo ine mireza?
10Who is she who looks forth as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
11Ndakaburukira kumunda wenzungu, Kuti ndione miti mitema mumupata, Kuti ndione kana muzambiringa wotunga, kana matamba otunga maruva.
11I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
12Ndisati ndazviziva, mweya wangu wakandigadza pangoro dzoumambo dzavanhu vangu.
12Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots. Friends
13Dzoka, dzoka, Shuramiti; Dzoka, dzoka, kuti tikutarire. Munoda kutarira muShuramiti neiko, Sezvamunotarira kutamba kwendaza mbiri?
13Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Lover Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?