Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
Ƙafafunki a cikin takalma kyakkyawa ne, Ya diyar sarki! Tsarin ƙafafunki sun yi kamar kayan ado masu daraja, aikin hannun gwanin sassaƙa.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
Cibinki kamar kwaf ne da bai taɓa rasa gaurayayyen ruwan inabi ba. Kwankwasonki ya yi kamar damin alkama wanda furen bi-rana ya kewaye.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
Nonanki sun yi kamar bareyi biyu, tagwayen barewa.
4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
Wuyanki ya yi kamar hasumiyar hauren giwa. Idanunki sun yi kamar tafkin Heshbon kusa da ƙofar Bat Rabbim. Hancinki ya yi kamar hasumiyar Lebanon wadda take duban Damaskus.
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
Kanki ya yi miki rawani kamar Dutsen Karmel. Gashinki ya yi kamar shunayya; yakan ɗauke hankalin sarki.
6 How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
Kai! Ke kyakkyawa ce kuma kina sa ni jin daɗi, Ya ƙaunatacciya, da farin cikin da kike kawo!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
Tsayinki ya yi kamar itacen dabino, kuma nonanki sun yi kamar’ya’yan itace.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
Na ce, “Zan hau itacen dabino; zan kama’ya’yansa.” Bari nonanki su zama kamar nonna kuringa, ƙanshin numfashinki ya yi kamar gawasa,
9 and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
kuma bakinki ya yi kamar ruwan inabi mafi kyau. Ƙaunatacciya Bari ruwan inabi yă wuce kai tsaye zuwa ga ƙaunataccena, yana gudu a hankali a leɓuna da kuma haƙora.
10 I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
Ni ta ƙaunataccena ce, kuma sha’awarsa domina ne.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.
Ka zo, ƙaunataccena, bari mu je bayan gari, bari mu kwana a ƙauye.
12 Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.
Bari mu tafi gonar inabi da sassafe don mu ga ko kuringar ta yi’ya’ya, ko furanninsu sun buɗe, ko rumman sun yi fure, a can zan nuna maka ƙaunata.
13 The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
Manta-uwa sun ba da ƙanshinsu, a bakin ƙofa kuwa akwai kowane abinci mai daɗi, sabo da tsoho, da na ajiye dominka, ƙaunataccena.
