I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night."
Ndilele, yona intliziyo yam iphaphamile. Yiva, nantso intanda yam inkqonkqoza, isithi, Ndivulele, dade wethu, vukuthu lam, ngqibeleli yam, Ngokuba intloko yam izele ngumbethe, Isihlwitha sam sizele ngamathontsi obusuku.