Cantico dei Cantici 7
1 Come son belli i tuoi piedi ne’ loro calzari, o figliuola di principe! I contorni delle tue anche son come monili, opera di mano d’artefice.
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).
2 Il tuo seno e una tazza rotonda, dove non manca mai vino profumato. Il tuo corpo è un mucchio di grano, circondato di gigli.
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.
3 Le tue due mammelle paion due gemelli di gazzella.
Your breasts are as [as beautiful] as [SIM] two (fawns/young gazelles).
4 Il tuo collo è come una torre d’avorio; i tuoi occhi son come le piscine d’Heshbon presso la porta di Bath-Rabbim. Il tuo naso e come la torre del Libano, che guarda verso Damasco.
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.
5 Il tuo capo s’eleva come il Carmelo, e la chioma del tuo capo sembra di porpora; un re è incatenato dalle tue trecce!
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.
6 Quanto sei bella, quanto sei piacevole, o amor mio, in mezzo alle delizie!
You whom I love, who have many charming features that attract me, are very beautiful and pleasant/pleasing.
7 La tua statura è simile alla palma, e le tue mammelle a de’ grappoli d’uva.
You are stately like [SIM] a palm tree, and your breasts are like [SIM] clusters/bunches of dates/fruit.
8 Io ho detto: “Io salirò sulla palma, e m’appiglierò ai suoi rami”. Siano le tue mammelle come grappoli di vite, il profumo del tuo fiato, come quello de’ pomi,
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
9 e la tua bocca come un vino generoso, che cola dolcemente per il mio amico, e scivola fra le labbra di quelli che dormono.
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.
10 Io sono del mio amico, e verso me va il suo desiderio.
I belong to the man who loves me, and he desires me.
11 Vieni, amico mio, usciamo ai campi, passiam la notte ne’ villaggi!
You who love me, let’s go to the countryside, and sleep among the henna bushes (OR, in one of the villages).
12 Fin dal mattino andremo nelle vigne; vedremo se la vite ha sbocciato, se il suo fiore s’apre, se i melagrani fioriscono. Quivi ti darò le mie carezze.
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.
13 Le mandragole mandano profumo, e sulle nostre porte stanno frutti deliziosi d’ogni sorta, nuovi e vecchi, che ho serbati per te, amico mio.
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.
