Song of Solomon 3

3 ¹For my bed troway di whole night I dey find di one wey my soul love; I find am, but I no see am. ²Now I go rise up and waka round di city, troway di streets and di open square; I go find di one wey my soul love. I find am, but I no see am. ³Di watchmen see me as dem dey go round di city. “You don see di one wey my soul love?” ⁴I just pass dem small when I see di one wey my soul love. I hold am and I no gree make am comot until I bring am go my mama house, go di room of di one wey born me. ⁵I dey charge una, una pikin-women of Jerusalem, by di gazelle dem and di deer dem for field: no go stir up or wake love until di time reach.

⁶Who be dis wey dey come up from di wilderness like pillar of smoke, wey dem rub sweet myrrh and frankincense for am, with all di sweet-smell powder of di trader? ⁷Look—na Solomon own carriage, with sixty strong men round am, from di strong men of Israel, ⁸all of dem dey hold sword, dem sabi war well, everi one with im sword for im side, against di fear of di night. ⁹King Solomon make imself one carriage from di wood of Lebanon. ¹⁰Im make di post dem with silver, di back with gold, di seat with purple; di inside na di pikin-women of Jerusalem take love arrange am fine. ¹¹Comot, una pikin-women of Zion, come look King Solomon, wey wear di crown wey im mama put for im head for im wedding day, for di day wey im heart dey rejoice.