Song of Solomon 7
1 How! they are beautiful feet your in sandals O daughter of a noble [person] [the] curves of thighs your [are] like jewels [the] work of [the] hands of a master-craftsman.
Mano kaka tiendeni beyo kirwako pat pat, yaye nyar joka ruoth! Tiendeni pichni ka kite ma nengogi tek, ka gima jopecho molony ema opayo.
2 Navel your [is] [the] bowl of roundness may not it lack mixed wine belly your [is] a heap of wheat fenced around with lilies.
Pendi ogomo ka wend agwata, ma divai moru maber ok rumie. Nungoni chalo pidh ngano mochok kaachiel, ma ondanyo olworo koni gi koni.
3 [the] two Breasts your [are] like two fawns twins of a gazelle.
Thundeni chalo gi nyithind mwanda ariyo, gichalo gi nyithind mwanda ma rude.
4 Neck your [is] like [the] tower of ivory eyes your [are] pools in Heshbon at [the] gate of Bath-Rabbim nose your [is] like [the] tower of Lebanon [which] watches [the] face of Damascus.
Ngʼuti chalo gi kar ngʼicho motingʼore gi malo molos gi lak liech. Wengeni nyawni ka pi Yawo mar Heshbon but rangach mar Bath Rabim. Umi chalo gi kar ngʼicho motingʼore gi malo mar Lebanon momanyore gi Damaski.
5 Head your on you [is] like Carmel and [the] hair of head your [is] like purple wool [the] king [is] bound by the tresses.
Wiyi miyi duongʼ mana ka Got Karmel, yie wiyi to ochanore ka orengo mar ruoth, kendo omako pach ruoth.
6 How! you are beautiful and how! you are lovely O love with delights.
Mano kaka ijaber kendo imiya mor, mano kaka imora, yaye jaherana!
7 This stature your it is like a palm tree and breasts your clusters.
Dendi odongo mana ka othith, to thundi to chalo mana ka olemo, mogudore kanyachiel.
8 I say I will climb up on [the] palm tree I will take hold on fruit-stalks its and may they be please breasts your like [the] clusters of vine (and [the] odor of *L(b)*) nose your like apples.
Ne awacho niya, “Abiro lwenyo yiend othith; nyaka amak olembe gi lweta.” Mad thundeni chal gi olemb, mzabibu mochokore kanyachiel, to tik mar muchi chal gi olemo mayom,
9 And mouth your like [the] wine of good [which] goes for lover my to smoothness [which] flows gently [the] lips of sleepers.
kendo dhogi chal mana gi divai mamit. Nyako Mad divai lor mos e dwond jaherana, kamol mos e kind lewe kod lekene komadhe.
10 I [belong] to lover my and [is] towards me desire his.
An mar jaherana, kendo gombone ni kuoma.
11 Come! O lover my let us go the field let us pass [the] night in the villages.
Bi, jaherana, bi wadhi waba ei gwengʼ, kendo wanind oko e bunge.
12 Let us rise early to the vineyards let us see if it has budded the vine it has opened the blossom they have bloomed the pomegranates there I will give love my to you.
Bi wamondi gokinyi wadhi, e puothe mzabibu mondo wangʼiane, ka mzabibu oseolo, bende wangʼiane ka gisechako thiewo, kendo ka olembe mongʼinore oselokore makwar; kuno, ema abiro miyie herana.
13 The mandrakes they have given forth an odor and [will be] over doorway our all choice things new also old O lover my [which] I have stored up for you.
Kuno ema inyalo winjoe tik mar mandrake, kendo e odwa kanyo okanni gik mamit, motingʼo gik machon gi manyien, ma asebedo ka akanoni, yaye jaherana.
