Kidung Agung 7
1 O, gadis yang anggun, manis benar kakimu dengan sandal itu. Lengkung pahamu seperti perhiasan, karya seorang seniman.
As the chorus of 'Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides [are] as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.
2 Pusarmu seperti cawan bulat yang tak pernah kekurangan anggur campur. Perutmu bagaikan timbunan gandum, dikelilingi bunga-bunga bakung.
Thy waist [is] a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,
3 Buah dadamu laksana dua anak rusa, kijang kembar dua.
Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
4 Lehermu seperti menara gading. Matamu bagaikan kolam-kolam di Hesybon, dekat pintu gerbang Batrabim. Hidungmu seperti menara di Gunung Libanon, yang menghadap ke kota Damsyik.
Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
5 Kepalamu bagaikan bukit Karmel; rambutmu yang dikepang seperti lembayung, mempesonakan bahkan seorang raja.
Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
6 Sungguh cantik jelita engkau, yang tercinta di antara yang disenangi.
How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
7 Tubuhmu seanggun pohon kurma, buah dadamu gugusan buahnya.
This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
8 Ingin aku memanjat pohon kurma itu, dan memperoleh buah-buahnya. Kiranya buah dadamu seperti gugusan buah anggur, napasmu seharum buah apel,
I said, 'Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,
9 mulutmu semanis air anggur!
And thy palate as the good wine — 'Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
10 Aku milik kekasihku, ia menginginkan aku.
I [am] my beloved's, and on me [is] his desire.
11 Mari kita ke padang, kekasihku, dan bermalam di ladang di tengah-tengah bunga pacar.
Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
12 Mari kita pagi-pagi ke kebun, dan melihat apakah pohon anggur sudah berkuncup, dan bunganya sudah mekar; apakah pohon delima sudah berbunga. Di sana akan kuberi cintaku kepadamu.
We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
13 Pohon arak harum semerbak baunya, di dekat pintu kita ada buah-buahan lezat, yang sudah lama dipetik dan yang baru; itu kusimpan bagimu, kekasihku.
The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!
