Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Dzakanaka sei tsoka dzako dzakapfekedzwa shangu, iwe mwanasikana womuchinda! Makumbo ako akanakisisa akaita sezvishongo, basa ramaoko emhizha.
2 Your navel is like a round goblet, which wants not liquor: your belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Guvhu rako rakatenderera somukombe unogara uine waini yakasanganiswa zvakanaka. Chiuno chako murwi wegorosi wakakomberedzwa namaruva.
3 Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Mazamu ako akaita setsvana mbiri, mapatya emhara.
4 Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the pool in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Mutsipa wakaita seshongwe yakagadzirwa nenyanga dzenzou. Meso ako ndiwo madziva eHeshibhoni pasuo reBhati Rabhimi. Mhuno yako yakaita seshongwe yeRebhanoni yakatarisa kudivi reDhamasiko.
5 your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
Musoro wako unokushongedza nekorona seGomo reKarimeri. Bvudzi rako rakaita sezvirukwa zvomumba mamambo; mwoyo wamambo wakabatwa nokugadzirwa kwebvudzi rako.
6 How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for delights!
Wakanaka uye unofadza sei, iwe mudiwa nezvinofadza zvako!
7 This your stature is like to a palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes.
Chimiro chako chakaita somuti womuchindwe; uye mazamu ako samasumbu omuchero.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also your breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples;
Ndakati, “Ndichakwira muchindwi uyu, ndigobata muchero wawo.” Mazamu ako ngaaite samasumbu omuzambiringa, munhuwi wokufema kwako uite samaapuro,
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
muromo wako ugoita sewaini yakanakisisa. Mukadzi Waini ngaiendeswe kumudiwa wangu chaiko, igoyerera zvinyoronyoro, napamiromo yake nameno ake.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
Ini ndiri womudiwa wangu, uye iye anondishuva.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Uya, mudiwa wangu, ngatiendei kumunda, tigozopedza usiku hwose kumaruwa.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give you my loves.
Ngatimukirei kuminda yemizambiringa tindoona kana mizambiringa yakabukira, uye kana maruva awo azaruka, uye kana mitamba yatumbuka yava namaruva, ikoko ndiko kwandichakupa rudo rwangu.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
Miti yemidiwadiwa inopa kunhuhwira kwayo, uye pamusuo pedu pane zvinonaka zvose, zvose zvitsva nezvitsaru, zvandakachengetera iwe, mudiwa wangu.
