< Song of Solomon 7 >

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
प्रेमी प्रेमिकासित बोल्दैः हे राजकुमारकी छोरी, जुत्ता लगाएका तिम्रा खुट्टा कति राम्रा छन्! गुरु कारीगरका हातले बनाएका जस्तै तिम्रा तिघ्राका गोलाइहरू रत्‍नझैँ छन् ।
2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
तिम्रो नाभि वृत्ताकार कचौराजस्तै छ, जसमा मिसिएको दाखमद्यको कहिल्यै कमी नहोस् । तिम्रो पेट लिली फुलहरूले घेरिएको गहुँको थुप्रोजस्तै छ ।
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a gazelle.
तिम्रा दुई स्तन दुईवटा पाठाजस्ता छन्, हरिणका जुम्ल्याहा पाठाजस्ता छन् ।
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
तिम्रो घाँटी हस्ती-हाडको धरहराजस्तो छ । तिम्रा आँखा बाथ-रब्बीमको मूल ढोकाको छेउमा अवस्थित हेश्बोनका तलाउहरूजस्ता छन् । तिम्रो नाक दमस्कसतिर फर्केको लेबनानको धरहराजस्तो छ ।
5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
कर्मेल डाँडाजस्तै तिम्रो शिरले तिमीमाथि छ । तिम्रो शिरमा भएको कपाल कालो बैजनी रङको छ । कपालका राशिद्वारा राजा मोहित पारिन्छन् ।
6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights.
हे मेरी प्रिय, तिम्रो आनन्दमा तिमी कति सुन्दरी र मायालु छ्यौ!
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
तिम्रो उचाइ खजूरको रुखजस्तै छ, र तिम्रा स्तनहरू फलका झुप्पाझैँ छन् ।
8 I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples,
मैले भनेँ, “म त्यस खजूरको रुखमा चढ्न चाहन्छु । म त्यसका हाँगाहरू समात्‍ने छु ।” तिम्रा स्तनहरू दाखका झुप्पाहरूजस्तै होऊन्; तिम्रो नाकको सुगन्ध स्याउको बोटझैँ होस् ।
9 Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over my lips and my teeth.
तिम्रो मुखको तालु मेरा प्रेमीकहाँ बिस्तारै बगेर जाने, सुत्‍नेहरूका ओठमा बग्‍ने सर्वोत्तम दाखमद्यजस्तै होस् । प्रेमिका प्रेमीसित बोल्दैः
10 I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.
म मेरा प्रेमीकी हुँ, र उहाँले मेरो मेरो तृष्णा गर्नुहुन्छ ।
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
हे मेरा प्रेमी, आउनुहोस् । हामी खेतबारीमा डुल्न जाऔँ; गाउँहरूतिरै रात बिताऔँ ।
12 Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
हामी बिहान सबेरै उठेर दाखबारीहरूमा जाऔँ । दाखहरूमा कोपिला लागेर फक्रेका छन् कि छैनन्, र दारिमहरूमा फुल लागेका छन् कि छैनन् भनेर हेर्न जाऔँ । त्यहाँ म तपाईंलाई मेरो प्रेम दिने छु ।
13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
दूधे-फुलहरूले आफ्नो बास्‍ना फैलाउँछन् । हामी उभिरहेको ढोकामा हर किसिमका उत्तम, नयाँ र पुराना फलहरू छन्, जुन मैले मेरा प्रेमीका लागि साँचिराखेकी छु ।

< Song of Solomon 7 >