Song of Songs 3
1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he listened not to me.
«Orun-kɵrpǝmdǝ yetip, keqǝ-keqilǝrdǝ, Jenimning sɵyginini izdǝp tǝlmürüp yattim; Izdidim, biraⱪ tapalmayttim;
2 I will rise now, and go about in the city, in the marketplaces, and in the streets, and I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
Mǝn ⱨazir turup, xǝⱨǝrni aylinay; Koqilarda, mǝydanlarda, Jenimning sɵyginini izdǝymǝn» — dedim; Izdidim, biraⱪ tapalmayttim;
3 The watchmen who go their rounds in the city found me. [I said], Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
Xǝⱨǝrni qarliƣuqi jesǝkqilǝr manga uqridi, mǝn ulardin: — «Jenimning sɵyginini kɵrdünglarmu?» — dǝp soridim.
4 [It was] as a little [while] after I parted from them, that I found him whom my soul loves: I held him, and did not let him go, until I brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
— Ulardin ayrilipla jenimning sɵyginini taptim; Uni anamning ɵyigǝ, Ɵz ⱪorsiⱪida meni ⱨamilidar bolƣanning ⱨujrisiƣa elip kirmigüqǝ, Uni tutuwelip ⱪǝt’iy ⱪoyup bǝrmǝyttim».
5 I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you rouse not nor awake [my] love, until he please.
«I Yerusalem ⱪizliri, Jǝrǝnlǝr wǝ daladiki marallarning ⱨɵrmiti bilǝn, Silǝrgǝ tapilaymǝnki, Muⱨǝbbǝtning waⱪit-saiti bolmiƣuqǝ, Uni oyƣatmanglar, ⱪozƣimanglar».
6 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness as pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the perfumer?
«Bu zadi kim, qɵl-bayawandin keliwatⱪan? Is-tütǝk tüwrükliridǝk, Mürmǝkki ⱨǝm mǝstiki bilǝn puritilƣan, Ətirpuruxning ⱨǝrhil ipar-ǝnbǝrliri bilǝn puritilƣan?»
7 Behold Solomon's bed; sixty mighty men of the mighty ones of Israel are round about it.
«Mana, uning tǝhtirawani, U Sulaymanning ɵziningdur; Ətrapida atmix palwan yüridu, Ular Israildiki baturlardindur.
8 They all hold a sword, being expert in war: every man [has] his sword upon his thigh because of fear by night.
Ularning ⱨǝmmisi ɵz ⱪiliqi tutuⱪluⱪ, Jǝng ⱪilixⱪa tǝrbiyilǝngǝnlǝrdur; Tünlǝrdiki wǝswǝsilǝrgǝ tǝyyar turup, Ⱨǝmmisi ɵz ⱪiliqini yanpixiƣa asidu».
9 King Solomon made himself a litter of woods of Lebanon.
«Sulayman padixaⱨ ɵzi üqün alaⱨidǝ bir xaⱨanǝ sayiwǝnlik kariwat yasiƣan; Liwandiki yaƣaqlardin yasiƣan.
10 He made the pillars of it silver, the bottom of it gold, the covering of it scarlet, in the midst of it a pavement of love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Uning tüwrükliri kümüxtin, Yɵlǝnqüki altundin, Selinqisi bolsa sɵsün rǝhttin; Iqi muⱨǝbbǝt bilǝn bezǝlgǝn, Yerusalem ⱪizliri tǝripidin.
11 Go forth, you daughters of Sion, and behold king Solomon, with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him, in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Qiⱪinglar, i Zion ⱪizliri, Sulayman padixaⱨⱪa ⱪarap beⱪinglar, Toy bolƣan künidǝ, Kɵngli huxal bolƣan künidǝ, Anisi uningƣa tajni kiygüzgǝn ⱪiyapǝttǝ uningƣa ⱪarap beⱪinglar!»
