Song of Solomon 7
1 Howe beautifull are thy goings with shooes, O princes daughter! the ioynts of thy thighs are like iewels: the worke of the hande of a cunning workeman.
Jinsi gani miguu yako ilivyo yaonekana mizuri kwenye viatu, binti wa mfalme! Mapaja yako ni kama mikufu, kama kazi ya mjenzi.
2 Thy nauel is as a round cuppe that wanteth not licour: thy belly is as an heape of wheat compassed about with lilies.
Kitovu chako ni kama duara la bakuli; kamwe kisikose mchanganyiko wa mvinyo. Tumbo lako ni kama ngano iliyo umuka na kuzungushiwa nyinyoro.
3 Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes.
Maziwa yako mawili ni kama watoto wawili wa ayala, mapacha wa ayala.
4 Thy necke is like a towre of yuorie: thine eyes are like the fishe pooles in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus.
Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa pembe; macho yako ni kama maziwa ya Heshiboni kwenye lango la Bathi Rabimu. Pua yako ni kama mnara wa Lebanoni ambao watazama Damasko.
5 Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.
Kichwa chako ni kama Karmeli; nywele kichwani mwako ni za zambarau nyeusi. Mfalme amestaajabishwa na vifundo vyake vya nywele.
6 Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!
Jinsi gani ulivyo mzuri na wakupendeza, mpenzi, na mazuri yako.
7 This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters.
Urefu wako ni wa kama mti wa mtende, na maziwa yako kama vifungu vya matunda.
8 I saide, I will goe vp into the palme tree, I will take holde of her boughes: thy breastes shall nowe be like the clusters of the vine: and the sauour of thy nose like apples,
Niliwaza, “Ninataka kuupanda huo mti wa mtende; nitashika matawi yake.” Maziwa yako nayawe kama vifungu vya mizabibu, na harufu ya pua yako yawe kama mapera.
9 And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake.
Mdomo wako na uwe kama mvinyo bora, ukishuka taratibu kwa mpenzi wangu, ukiteleza kwenye midomo yetu na meno. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
10 I am my welbeloueds, and his desire is toward mee.
Mimi ni wa mpenzi wangu, na ananitamani.
11 Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages.
Njoo, mpenzi wangu, twende nje ya mji; tu lala usiku kwenye vijiji.
12 Let vs get vp early to the vines, let vs see if the vine florish, whether it hath budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates florish: there will I giue thee my loue.
Tuamke mapema twende kwenye mashamba ya mizabibu; tuone kama mizabibu imemea, kama imechipua, na kama mikomamanga imetoa mau. Pale nitakupa penzi langu.
13 The mandrakes haue giuen a smelll, and in our gates are all sweete things, new and olde: my welbeloued, I haue kept them for thee.
Mitunguja ya toa harufu yake; katika mlango wa tunapoishi kuna kila aina ya matunda, mpya na ya kale, niliyo kuhifadhia, mpenzi wangu.
