SONG OF SOLOMON 3	نشيد الانشاد 3
1 The Shulamite By night on my bed I sought the one I love; I sought him, but I did not find him.	1 فِي اللَّيْلِ عَلَى فِرَاشِي طَلَبْتُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي طَلَبْتُهُ فَمَا وَجَدْتُهُ.
2 "I will rise now," I said, "And go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek the one I love." I sought him, but I did not find him.	2 إِنِّي أَقُومُ وَأَطُوفُ فِي الْمَدِينَةِ فِي الأَسْوَاقِ وَفِي الشَّوَارِعِ أَطْلُبُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي. طَلَبْتُهُ فَمَا وَجَدْتُهُ.
3 The watchmen who go about the city found me; I said, "Have you seen the one I love?"	3 وَجَدَنِي الْحَرَسُ الطَّائِفُ فِي الْمَدِينَةِ فَقُلْتُ: «أَرَأَيْتُمْ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي؟»
4 Scarcely had I passed by them, When I found the one I love. I held him and would not let him go, Until I had brought him to the house of my mother, And into the chamber of her who conceived me.	4 فَمَا جَاوَزْتُهُمْ إِلاَّ قَلِيلاً حَتَّى وَجَدْتُ مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي فَأَمْسَكْتُهُ وَلَمْ أَرْخِهِ حَتَّى أَدْخَلْتُهُ بَيْتَ أُمِّي وَحُجْرَةَ مَنْ حَبِلَتْ بِي.
5 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.	5 أُحَلِّفُكُنَّ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ بِالظِّبَاءِ وَبِأَيَائِلِ الْحَقْلِ أَلاَّ تُيَقِّظْنَ وَلاَ تُنَبِّهْنَ الْحَبِيبَ حَتَّى يَشَاءَ.
6 The Shulamite Who is this coming out of the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the merchant's fragrant powders?	6 مَنْ هَذِهِ الطَّالِعَةُ مِنَ الْبَرِّيَّةِ كَأَعْمِدَةٍ مِنْ دُخَانٍ مُعَطَّرَةً بِالْمُرِّ وَاللُّبَانِ وَبِكُلِّ أَذِرَّةِ التَّاجِرِ؟
7 Behold, it is Solomon's couch, With sixty valiant men around it, Of the valiant of Israel.	7 هُوَذَا تَخْتُ سُلَيْمَانَ حَوْلَهُ سِتُّونَ جَبَّاراً مِنْ جَبَابِرَةِ إِسْرَائِيلَ.
8 They all hold swords, Being expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh Because of fear in the night.	8 كُلُّهُمْ قَابِضُونَ سُيُوفاً وَمُتَعَلِّمُونَ الْحَرْبَ. كُلُّ رَجُلٍ سَيْفُهُ عَلَى فَخْذِهِ مِنْ هَوْلِ اللَّيْلِ.
9 Of the wood of Lebanon Solomon the King Made himself a palanquin:	9 اَلْمَلِكُ سُلَيْمَانُ عَمِلَ لِنَفْسِهِ تَخْتاً مِنْ خَشَبِ لُبْنَانَ.
10 He made its pillars of silver, Its support of gold, Its seat of purple, Its interior paved with love By the daughters of Jerusalem.	10 عَمِلَ أَعْمِدَتَهُ فِضَّةً وَرَوَافِدَهُ ذَهَباً وَمَقْعَدَهُ أُرْجُواناً وَوَسَطَهُ مَرْصُوفاً مَحَبَّةً مِنْ بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ.
11 Go forth, O daughters of Zion, And see King Solomon with the crown With which his mother crowned him On the day of his wedding, The day of the gladness of his heart.	11 اُخْرُجْنَ يَا بَنَاتِ صِهْيَوْنَ وَانْظُرْنَ الْمَلِكَ سُلَيْمَانَ بِالتَّاجِ الَّذِي تَوَّجَتْهُ بِهِ أُمُّهُ فِي يَوْمِ عُرْسِهِ وَفِي يَوْمِ فَرَحِ قَلْبِهِ.