Abụ nke Abụ 7
1 Lee ka ụkwụ gị si dị mma nʼime akpụkpọụkwụ gị ada nwa eze. Apata ụkwụ gị abụọ dị ezi mma dịka nkume oke ọnụahịa, ọrụ aka nke ezigbo onye ọkwa ǹka.
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.
2 Otubo gị mara mma dịka iko nke a gbajuru mmanya. Ukwu gị dị ka ukwu ọka e ji okoko urodi gbaa gburugburu.
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Ara gị abụọ dị ka ụmụ mgbada abụọ nke otu nne mụrụ nʼotu oge.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Olu gị guzo kwem dị ka ụlọ elu e ji ọdụ wuo. Anya gị abụọ dị ka ọdọ mmiri Heshbọn nke dị nʼakụkụ ọnụ ụzọ ama Bat-Rabim. Imi gị mara mma dị ka ụlọ elu Lebanọn nke chere Damaskọs ihu.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thy eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5 Isi gị guzo nʼahụ gị ka ugwu Kamel. Agịrị isi nke isi gị dịkwa ogho odo odo. Ịma mma nke agịrị isi gị emela eze onye a dọtara nʼagha.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king is held captive by her locks of hair.
6 Lee ka i si maa mma nke ukwuu, nʼezie, ị mara mma. Ị dịkwa ụtọ nke ukwuu, gị onye m hụrụ nʼanya.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 Ị dị ogologo dịka osisi nkwụ; ara gị abụọ dịkwa ka ụyọkọ mkpụrụ osisi.
This thy stature is like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 Ekwuru m sị, “Aga m arịgoro elu osisi nkwụ ahụ, jidekwa mkpụrụ ya aka.” Ugbu a, ka ara gị abụọ dịkwa ka ụyọkọ mkpụrụ vaịnị, ka isisi nke iku ume gị dịkwa ka mkpụrụ osisi apụl,
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of thy breath like apples;
9 ka okpo ọnụ gị dịka mmanya makarịsịrị na mma. Onye a hụrụ nʼanya Ka mmanya ahụ gbadaa nwayọọ nye onye m hụrụ nʼanya, na-asọda nwayọọ nʼelu egbugbere ọnụ ya na eze ya.
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 Abụ m nke onye ahụ m hụrụ nʼanya, ọ bụkwa m ka ọ chọrọ.
I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
11 Bịa, onye m hụrụ nʼanya, ka anyị gaa nʼime obodo, ka anyị nọọ ọnọdụ abalị nʼobodo nta.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Ka anyị bilie ngwangwa nʼisi ụtụtụ pụọ jee nʼubi lee ma osisi vaịnị ha amaala ifuru, ma okoko ya agbawaala, ma osisi pomegranet agbawaala okoko. Nʼebe ahụ ka m ga-egosi gị ịhụnanya m.
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourisheth, whether the tender grape appeareth, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13 Nʼebe ahụ ka ị ga-anọ nụ isi nke mandreki na-ewepụta; mkpụrụ osisi niile na-atọ ụtọ ga-adịkwa nʼọnụ ụzọ anyị, ma ndị ọhụrụ ma ndị ochie, nʼihi na edokọtaala m ha maka onye m hụrụ nʼanya.
The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
