Song of Solomon 6

6 ¹Which place your beloved don go, you wey fine pass all di women? Which way your beloved take go, make we fit find am wit you?

²My beloved don go down to im garden, to di beds of sweet spices, make e chop for inside di gardens and gather lily flowers.

³I be my beloved own and my beloved na my own; e dey chop among di lily flowers.

⁴You fine, my love, like Tirzah, sweet to look like Jerusalem, e make person shake like army wey carry flag. ^a a v4 Tirzah na one old royal town wey dem sabi well well for im beauty, wey dem join wit Jerusalem here as di town wey fine pass all.

⁵Turn your eyes comot for me, because dem too strong for me. Your hair be like flock of goats ⁶Your teeth be like flock of sheep wey don come up from di washing place, all of dem born twins, and no even one among dem lose im pikin. ⁷Your cheeks be like two half of pomegranate for behind your veil.

⁸Sixty queens dey and eighty concubines, and young women wey nobody fit count, ⁹but my dove, my perfect one, na di only one, di only daughter of her mama, di favorite of di one wey born her. Di young women see her and call her blessed; di queens and concubines praise her too.

¹⁰Who be dis wey dey shine like morning light, fine like di moon, bright like di sun, wey make person shake like army wey carry flag?

¹¹I go down to di garden of nut tree, make I look di flowers wey dey blossom for di valley, to see whether di vine don bud, whether di pomegranate don flower.

¹²Before I even know, my heart-desire don put me among di chariots of my people wey get honor.

¹³Come back, come back, Shulammite; come back, come back, make we look you. Why you dey look di Shulammite, like di dance of di two camps? ^b b v13 Di 'dance of di two camps' dey paint one graceful procession wey dem dey do between two line of people wey dey face demself as dem dey watch.