Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! Your curved thighs are like ornaments made by a master craftsman.
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 like a round bowl—may it never lack spiced wine! Your abdomen is like a mound of wheat surrounded by 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 as elegant as a tower made of ivory. Your eyes shine like the pools of Heshbon by the Bathrabbin gate. Your nose is beautiful, prominent like the tower in Lebanon that faces 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 is as magnificent as Mount Carmel; your black hair has a purple sheen, as if a king was held captive in your locks!
Kanki ya yi miki rawani kamar Dutsen Karmel. Gashinki ya yi kamar shunayya; yakan ɗauke hankalin sarki.
6 How beautiful you are, my love—how attractive are your charms!
Kai! Ke kyakkyawa ce kuma kina sa ni jin daɗi, Ya ƙaunatacciya, da farin cikin da kike kawo!
7 You are as tall and slender as a palm tree; your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
Tsayinki ya yi kamar itacen dabino, kuma nonanki sun yi kamar’ya’yan itace.
8 I tell myself, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of the fruit.” May your breasts be like bunches of grapes on the vine, and your breath have the scent of 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 May your kisses be like the best wine, going down smoothly, gliding 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 My love is mine, and I am the one he desires!
Ni ta ƙaunataccena ce, kuma sha’awarsa domina ne.
11 Come, my love, let's go out into the countryside, and spend the night among the henna flowers.
Ka zo, ƙaunataccena, bari mu je bayan gari, bari mu kwana a ƙauye.
12 Let's go early to the vineyards and see if the vines have budded and are in flower, and if the pomegranates are blossoming. There I will give my love to you.
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 give off their fragrant scent; we are surrounded by all kinds of delights, new as well as old, which I have saved up for you, my love.
Manta-uwa sun ba da ƙanshinsu, a bakin ƙofa kuwa akwai kowane abinci mai daɗi, sabo da tsoho, da na ajiye dominka, ƙaunataccena.
