Draw me; we will run after you — The king has brought me into his chambers — / We will be glad and rejoice in you; / We will extol your love more than wine. / Rightly do they love you.
1:5
ኢትርአያኒ፡ እስመ፡ አነ፡ ጸላም። እስመ፡ ኢርእየኒ፡ ፀሓይ።
耶路撒冷的眾女子阿,我雖然黑,卻是秀美,如同基達的帳棚,好像所羅門的幔子。
I am black but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, / Like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not look at me, because I am black, / Because the sun has scorched me. / My mothers sons were angry with me; / They made me keeper of the vineyards, / But my own vineyard I have not kept.
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock? / Where do you make it lie down at noon? / For why should I be like one who is veiled / Beside the flocks of your companions?
If you yourself do not know, / You fairest among women, / Go forth on the footsteps of the flock, / And pasture your young goats / By the shepherds tents.
1:9
ለፈረስየ፡ ወለሠረገላተ፡ ፈርዖን። አስተማሰልኩኪ፡ እንተ፡ ኀቤየ።
我的佳偶,我將你比作法老車上套的駿馬。
I compare you, my love, / To a mare among Pharaohs chariots.
1:10
ጥቀ፡ አዳም፡ መላትሕኪ፡ ከመ፡ ማዕነቅ። ወክሣድኪ፡ ከመ፡ አርማስቆስ።
你的兩腮,因髮辮的妝飾而秀美;你的頸項,因珠串而美麗。
Your cheeks are lovely with plaits of ornaments, / Your neck with strings of jewels.