Hawo 7
1 Wò, dumegã ƒe vinyɔnu, atokota dze afɔ na wò loo! Wò zɔzɔme le tɔxɛ abe dzonu vavã si aɖaŋuwɔla wɔ la ene.
How beautiful your feet appear in your sandals, prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a master craftsman.
2 Wò agbɔgbɔnu sɔ tebee abe wainkplu si me wain si wotɔtɔ la mevɔna le o la ene. Wò alime keke abe bli si woli kɔe, eye dzogbenya ɖe to ɖee la ene.
Your navel is like a round bowl; may it never lack mixed wine. Your belly is like a mound of wheat encircled with lilies.
3 Wò nowo le abe sãdevi eve siwo nye zi ƒe evenɔviwo la ene.
Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Wò kɔ le tsralɛ abe nyiɖuxɔ tsrala ene. Wò ŋkuwo le abe Hesbon ƒe tsita si le Bat Rabingbo nu la ene. Wò ŋɔti le abe Lebanon ƒe xɔ tsrala si dze ŋgɔ Damasko la ene.
Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes are the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower in Lebanon that looks toward Damascus.
5 Wò ta le tegblẽe abe Karmel to ene, eye wò taɖa le abe fia ƒe avɔ si wotsɔ ka vovovowo lɔ̃e la ene. Eƒe dzedzeme ɖe aboyo fia la.
Your head is on you like Carmel; the hair on your head is dark purple. The king is held captive by its tresses.
6 Èdze tugbe ŋutɔ, eye wò nu hã nyoa ame ŋu. O lɔlɔ̃, wò nuwɔna ɖe sia ɖe doa dzidzɔ na nye dzi!
How beautiful and how lovely you are, my love, with delights!
7 Wò kɔkɔme le abe deti ene, eye wò nowo le toɖoe abe atikutsetse siwo le kpo ŋuti la ene.
Your height is like that of a date palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
8 Megblɔ be, “Made deti la dzi, eye malé eƒe tsetsea ɖe asi.” Wò nowo nenɔ abe wainkpo siwo le wainka ŋu la ene, wò gbɔgbɔ naʋẽ lĩlĩlĩ abe aplu ene,
I said, “I want to climb that palm tree; I will take hold of its branches.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, and may the fragrance of your nose be like apricots.
9 eye wò nu me nenye wain nyuitɔ. Wain la neto nye lɔlɔ̃tɔ ƒe nu me kple eƒe aɖutame wɔlii.
May your palate be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding over the lips of those who sleep.
10 Menye nye lɔlɔ̃tɔ tɔ, eye eya hã ƒe dzi le yonyeme.
I am my beloved's, and he desires me.
11 Nye lɔlɔ̃tɔ, va; na míayi gbe me, eye míatsi kɔƒe me adɔ.
Come, my beloved, let us go out into the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages.
12 Na míafɔ kaba ayi waingblewo me, akpɔe ɖa be wainkawo te tsetse, woƒe seƒoƒowo ke, eye gbotiwo hã le tsetsem mahã; le afi ma matsɔ nye lɔlɔ̃ na wò.
Let us rise early to go to the vineyards; let us see whether the vines have budded, whether their blossoms have opened, and whether the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
13 Adrikewo le ya ɖem nyuie, eye atikutsetse vivi vovovowo le míaƒe ʋɔtru nu, eye medzra yeyeawo kple xoxoawo siaa ɖo na wò, nye lɔlɔ̃tɔ.
The mandrakes give off their fragrance; at the door where we are staying are all sorts of choice fruits, new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.
