< نَشِيد الأنشاد 7 >
(المُحِبُّ): مَا أَرْشَقَ خَطْوَاتِ قَدَمَيْكِ بِالْحِذَاءِ يَا بِنْتَ الأَمِيرِ! فَخْذَاكِ الْمُسْتَدِيرَانِ كَجَوْهَرَتَيْنِ صَاغَتْهُمَا يَدُ صَانِعٍ حَاذِقٍ. | ١ 1 |
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.
سُرَّتُكِ كَأْسٌ مُدَوَّرَةٌ، لَا تَحْتَاجُ إِلَى خَمْرَةٍ مَمْزُوجَةٍ، وَبَطْنُكِ كُومَةُ حِنْطَةٍ مُسَيَّجَةٌ بِالسَّوْسَنِ. | ٢ 2 |
Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
نَهْدَاكِ كَتَوْأَمَي ظَبْيَةٍ. | ٣ 3 |
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.
عُنُقُكِ (مَصْقُولٌ) كَبُرْجٍ مِنْ عَاجٍ. عَيْنَاكِ (عَمِيقَتَانِ سَاكِنَتَانِ) كَبِرْكَتَيْ حَشْبُونَ عِنْدَ بَابِ بَثِّ رَبِّيمَ. أَنْفُكِ (شَامِخٌ) كَبُرْجِ لُبْنَانَ الْمُشْرِفِ عَلَى دِمَشْقَ، | ٤ 4 |
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
رَأْسُكِ كَالكَرْمَلِ، وَغَدَائِرُ شَعْرِكِ الْمُتَهَدِّلَةُ كَأُرْجُوَانٍ، قَدْ وَقَعَ الْمَلِكُ أَسِيرَ هَذِهِ الْخُصَلِ. | ٥ 5 |
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.
مَا أَجْمَلَكِ أَيَّتُهَا الْحَبِيبَةُ وَمَا أَلَذَّكِ بِالْمَسَرَّاتِ! | ٦ 6 |
How fair and how pleasant thou are, O love, for delights!
قَامَتُكِ هَذِهِ مِثْلُ النَّخْلَةِ، وَنَهْدَاكِ مِثْلُ الْعَنَاقِيدِ. | ٧ 7 |
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.
قُلْتُ: لأَصْعَدَنَّ إِلَى النَّخْلَةِ وَأُمْسِكَنَّ بِثِمَارِهَا، فَيَكُونَ لِي نَهْدَاكِ كَعَنَاقِيدِ الْكَرْمِ، وَعَبِيرُ أَنْفَاسِكِ كَأَرِيجِ التُّفَّاحِ. | ٨ 8 |
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,
فَمُكِ كَأَجْوَدِ الْخَمْرِ! (الْمَحْبُوبَةُ): لِتَكُنْ سَائِغَةً لِحَبِيبِي، تَسِيلُ عَذْبَةً عَلَى شِفَاهِ النَّائِمِينَ. | ٩ 9 |
and thy mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips and teeth.
أَنَا لِحَبِيبِي، وإِلَيَّ تَشَوُّقُهُ. | ١٠ 10 |
I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
تَعَالَ يَا حَبِيبِي لِنَمْضِ إِلَى الْحَقْلِ وَلْنَبِتْ فِي الْقُرَى. | ١١ 11 |
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
لِنَخْرُجْ مُبَكِّرَيْنِ إِلَى الْكُرُومِ، لِنَرَى هَلْ أَفْرَخَتِ الْكَرْمَةُ، وَهَلَ تَفَتَّحَتْ بَرَاعِمُهَا، وَهَلْ نَوَّرَ الرُّمَّانُ؟ هُنَاكَ أَهَبُكَ حُبِّي. | ١٢ 12 |
Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.
قَدْ نَشَرَ اللُّفَّاحُ أَرِيجَهُ، وَتَدَلَّتْ فَوْقَ بَابِنَا أَفْخَرُ الثِّمَارِ، قَدِيمُهَا وَحَدِيثُهَا، الَّتِي ادَّخَرْتُهَا لَكَ يَا حَبِيبِي. | ١٣ 13 |
The mandrakes give forth fragrance. And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.