¹By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him.

¹Na ležišču svojem po noči sem iskala njega, ki ga ljubi duša moja; iskala sem ga, a nisem ga našla.

²I will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him.

²Rečem: Naj vstanem in prehodim mesto, po ulicah in po trgih hočem iskati njega, ki ga ljubi duša moja. Iskala sem ga, a nisem ga našla.

³The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”

³Zalotili so me stražarji, ki hodijo po mestu; vprašam jih: Ste ga li videli, ki ga ljubi duša moja?

⁴I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, into the room of her who conceived me.

⁴Le malo sem prešla mimo njih, ko sem ga našla, ki ga ljubi duša moja. Prijela sem ga in ga nisem pustila, dokler ga nisem vpeljala v matere svoje hišo in v hram porodnice svoje.

⁵I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.

⁵Rotim vas, hčere jeruzalemske, pri gazelah in pri košutah poljskih, da ne prebudite in ne predramite ljubezni, dokler ji je drago!

⁶Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?

⁶Kdo je ona, ki prihaja gori iz puščave, podobna stebru dima, polna vonja mire in kadila, vsakršnega dišečega prahu trgovčevega?

⁷Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.

⁷Glejte tu, prenosna postelja Salomonova: šestdeset junakov okoli nje, izmed Izraelovih junakov!

⁸They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, because of fear in the night.

⁸Vsi znajo sukati meč, so vešči vojni; slednji ima meč ob bedru svojem zaradi strahu po noči.

⁹King Solomon made himself a carriage of the wood of Lebanon.

⁹Nosilnico krasno si je napravil kralj Salomon iz lesa libanonskega.

¹⁰He made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, its midst being paved with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.

¹⁰Stebre njene je naredil iz srebra, slonilo iz zlata, sedalo iz škrlata, znotraj pa je umetno vezena z ljubeznijo od hčera jeruzalemskih.Pojdite ven, o hčere sionske, in glejte kralja Salomona v vencu, s katerim ga je ovenčala mati njegova v dan poroke njegove in v dan veselja njegovega srca.

¹¹Go forth, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, with the crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart. Lover

¹¹Pojdite ven, o hčere sionske, in glejte kralja Salomona v vencu, s katerim ga je ovenčala mati njegova v dan poroke njegove in v dan veselja njegovega srca.