Rwiyo rwaSoromoni 5

¹Ndapinda mumunda mangu, hanzvadzi yangu, mwenga wangu; Ndaunganidza mura yangu nezvinonhuwira zvangu; Ndadya musvi wouchi hwangu nouchi hwangu; Ndanwa waini yangu nomukaka wangu. Idyai, shamwari dzangu; Inwai, zvirokwazvo, inwai zvikuru, vadiwa vangu.I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: 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 wakanga wakasvinura; Inzwi romudiwa wangu, anogogodza, achiti, Ndizarurire, hanzvadzi yangu, mudiwa wangu, njiva yangu, akakwana wangu; Nokuti musoro wangu uzere nedova, Vhudzi rangu namadonhedza ousiku.I sleep, but my heart waketh: 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, and my locks with the drops of the night.

³Ndabvisa nguvo yangu; ndingaifuka sei? Ndashambidza tsoka dzangu; ndingadzisvibisa sei?I have put off my coat; 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.My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.

⁵Ndakasimuka, ndichiti ndizarurire mudiwa wangu; Maoko angu akadonha mura, Neminwe yangu mura inoyerera, Pazvibato zvechizarira.I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.

⁶Ndakazarurira mudiwa wangu; Asi mudiwa wangu akanga atendeuka, aenda. Mweya wangu wakanga watorwa pakutaura kwake; Nakamutsvaka, asi handina kumuwana; Ndikamudana, asi haana kundipindura.I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.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 jasi rangu.The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

⁸Ndinokupikirai, imi vakunda veJerusaremu, Kana mukawana mudiwa wangu,I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

⁹Ko mudiwa wako anopfuura vamwe vadiwa neiko, Nhai, iwe, unopfuura vakadzi vose nokunaka? Ko mudiwa wako unopfuura vamwe vadiwa neiko, Zvaunotipikira saizvozvo?What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?

¹⁰Mudiwa wangu akachena nokutsvuka, Anozikanwa pakati pezana ramazana.My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.

¹¹Musoro wake wakaita sendarama yakaisvonaka; Vhudzi rake rakapetana, idema segunguvo.His 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.His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

¹³Matama ake akaita sendima yemiti inonhuwira, Samatutu emiriwo inonaka; Miromo yake yakaita samaruva anodonha mura inoyerera.His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

¹⁴Maoko ake akaita samapango endarama, akaiswa bheriri; Muviri wake wakaita senyanga dzenzou, dzakafukidzwa nesafiro.His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.

¹⁵Makumbo ake akaita sembiru dzamabwe machena, dzakaiswa pazvigadziko zvendarama yakaisvonaka; Kuonekwa kwake kwose kwakafanana neRebhanoni, kwakaisvonaka semisidhari.His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

¹⁶Muromo wake wakanaka kwazvo; Zvirokwazvo, wakaisvonaka kwazvo-kwazvo. Ndizvo zvakaita mudiwa wangu, ndizvo zvakaita shamwari yangu, Imi vakunda veJerusaremu.His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.