Song of Solomon 7
1 You who are the daughter of a prince/king, you have lovely feet in your sandals. Your curved hips/thighs are like [SIM] jewels that have been made by a (skilled craftsman/man who shapes jewels very well).
¡Cuán hermosos son tus pies en los calzados, o! hija del príncipe! Los cercos de tus muslos son como ajorcas, obra de mano de excelente maestro.
2 Your navel is [like] [MET] a round bowl that is always full of wine mixed [with spices]. Your waist is [like] [SIM] a mound/bundle of wheat with lilies [growing] around it.
Tu ombligo, como una taza redonda, que no le falta bebida. Tu vientre, montón de trigo cercado de lirios.
3 Your breasts are as [as beautiful] as [SIM] two (fawns/young gazelles).
Tus dos pechos, como dos cabritos mellizos de gama.
4 Your neck is like [SIM] a tower [made of] ivory. Your eyes [sparkle/shine like] [MET] the pools in Heshbon [city], near the Bath-Rabbim gate. Your nose is [is as lovely] as [SIM] the tower of Lebanon which faces toward Damascus.
Tu cuello, como torre de marfil: tus ojos como las pesqueras de Jesebón junto a la puerta de Bat-rabem: tu nariz, como la torre del Líbano, que mira hacia Damasco.
5 Your head is [majestic] like [SIM] Carmel Mountain. Your long hair is shiny [SIM] and black; [it is as though] I, your king, am captured by your tresses.
Tu cabeza encima de ti, como la grana; y el cabello de tu cabeza, como la púrpura del rey ligada en los corredores.
6 You whom I love, who have many charming features that attract me, are very beautiful and pleasant/pleasing.
¡Qué hermosa eres, y cuán suave, o! amor deleitoso!
7 You are stately like [SIM] a palm tree, and your breasts are like [SIM] clusters/bunches of dates/fruit.
Tu estatura es semejante a la palma; y tus pechos, a los racimos.
8 I said [to myself], “I will climb that palm tree and take hold of those clusters of dates.” To me, your breasts are like clusters of grapes [that I can feel] and your breath is like the sweet fragrance of apples
Yo dije: Yo subiré a la palma, asiré sus ramos; y tus pechos serán ahora como racimos de vid; y el olor de tus narices, como de manzanas.
9 and your kisses are like very good wine. My kisses [MTY] go to the one who loves me and flow [like wine] over his lips and his teeth.
Y tu paladar como el buen vino, que se entra a mi amado suavemente, y hace hablar los labios de los viejos.
10 I belong to the man who loves me, and he desires me.
Yo soy de mi amado, y conmigo es su deseo.
11 You who love me, let’s go to the countryside, and sleep among the henna bushes (OR, in one of the villages).
Ven, o! amado mío, salgamos al campo, moremos en las aldeas.
12 And let’s go early to the vineyards to see if the grapevines have budded and if there are blossoms on them that have opened, and to see if the pomegranate [trees] are blooming, and there I will make love to you.
Levantémosnos de mañana a las viñas: veamos si brotan las vides, si se abre el cierne, si han florecido los granados: allí te daré mis amores.
13 The mandrakes/love-apples are producing a fragrant odor, and we are surrounded by delightful [pleasures] [MET, EUP], new ones and old ones, pleasures that I have been saving to give to you, who love me.
Las mandrágoras han dado olor; y en nuestras puertas hay todas dulzuras, nuevas, y viejas. Amado mío, yo las he guardado para ti.
