The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:
Omutiini gwengeza ettiini zaagwo embisi, N'emizabbibu gimulisizza, Giwunya akaloosa kaagyo. Golokoka, gwe njagala, omulungi gye ndi, tugende tuveewo.