< 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.
君の女よ なんぢの足は鞋の中にありて如何に美はしきかな 汝の腿はまろらかにして玉のごとく 巧匠の手にて作りたるがごとし
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.
なんぢの臍は美酒の缺ることあらざる圓き杯盤のごとく なんぢの腹は積かさねたる麥のまはりを百合花もてかこめるが如し
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.
なんぢの兩乳房は牝鹿の雙子なる二の小鹿のごとし
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.
なんぢの頸は象牙の戍樓の如く 汝の目はヘシボンにてバテラビムの門のほとりにある池のごとく なんぢの鼻はダマスコに對へるレバノンの戍樓のごとし
5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
なんぢの頭はカルメルのごとく なんぢの頭の髪は紫花のごとし 王その垂たる髪につながれたり
6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
ああ愛よ もろもろの快樂の中にありてなんぢは如何に美はしく如何に悦ばしき者なるかな
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
なんぢの身の長は棕櫚の樹に等しく なんぢの乳房は葡萄のふさのごとし
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.
われ謂ふこの棕櫚の樹にのぼり その枝に執つかんと なんぢの乳房は葡萄のふさのごとく なんぢの鼻の氣息は林檎のごとく匂はん
9 Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
なんぢの口は美酒のごとし わが愛する者のために滑かに流れくだり 睡れる者の口をして動かしむ
10 I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.
われはわが愛する者につき 彼はわれを戀したふ わが愛する者よ われら田舍にくだり 村里に宿らん
11 Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
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.
われら夙におきて葡萄や芽しし莟やいでし石榴の花やさきしいざ葡萄園にゆきて見ん かしこにて我わが愛をなんぢにあたへん
13 The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
戀茄かぐはしき香氣を發ち もろもろの佳き果物古き新らしき共にわが戸の上にあり わが愛する者よ我これをなんぢのためにたくはへたり

< Song of Solomon 7 >