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).
Ne güzel sandaletli ayakların, Ey soylu kız! Mücevher gibi yuvarlak kalçaların, Usta ellerin işi.
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.
Karışık şarabın hiç eksilmediği Yuvarlak bir tas gibi göbeğin. Zambaklarla kuşanmış Buğday yığını gibi karnın.
3 Your breasts are as [as beautiful] as [SIM] two (fawns/young gazelles).
Sanki bir çift geyik yavrusu memelerin, İkiz ceylan yavrusu.
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.
Fildişi kule gibi boynun. Bat-Rabim Kapısı yanındaki Heşbon havuzları gibi gözlerin. Şam'a bakan Lübnan Kulesi gibi burnun.
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.
Karmel Dağı gibi duruyor başın, Pırıl pırıl mora çalar saçların. Kaküllerine tutsak oldu kral.
6 You whom I love, who have many charming features that attract me, are very beautiful and pleasant/pleasing.
Ne güzel, ne çekicidir aşk! Zevkten zevke sürükler.
7 You are stately like [SIM] a palm tree, and your breasts are like [SIM] clusters/bunches of dates/fruit.
Hurma ağacına benziyor boyun, Salkım salkım memelerin.
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
“Çıkayım hurma ağacına” dedim, “Tutayım meyveli dallarını.” Üzüm salkımları gibi olsun memelerin, Elma gibi koksun soluğun,
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.
En iyi şarap gibi ağzın. Sevgilimin dudaklarına, dişlerine doğru kaysın.
10 I belong to the man who loves me, and he desires me.
Ben sevgilime aitim, O da bana tutkun.
11 You who love me, let’s go to the countryside, and sleep among the henna bushes (OR, in one of the villages).
Gel, sevgilim, kıra çıkalım, Köylerde geceleyelim.
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.
Bağlara gidelim sabah erkenden, Bakalım, asma tomurcuk verdi mi? Dalları yeşerdi mi, Narlar çiçek açtı mı, Orada sevişeceğim seninle.
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.
Mis gibi koku saçıyor adamotları, Kapımızın yanıbaşında Taze, kuru, Her çeşit seçme meyve var. Senin için sakladım onları, sevgilim.
