Augstā Dziesma 7
1 Cik skaisti ir tavi soļi kurpēs, tu valdnieka meita. Tavi gurni tā ir salikti kā divas sprādzes, ko gudra meistara roka darījusi.
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 Tavs klēpis ir kā apaļš biķeris, kam dzēriena netrūkst; viņš ir kā kviešu kopa, apsprausta ar lilijām.
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Tavas krūtis ir kā divas stirnas, kā kalnu kazas dvīņi.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Tavs kakls ir kā tornis no ziloņkauliem, tavas acis ir kā tie dīķi Hešbonē pie Batrabim vārtiem, tavs deguns ir kā tornis uz Lībanus, kas pret Damasku skatās.
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 Tava galva uz tevis ir kā Karmels, un tavi kuplie galvas mati kā purpurs, ķēniņš ar bizēm saistīts.
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 Cik skaista un cik mīlīga tu esi, ak mīlestība ar saviem jaukumiem!
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 Šis tavs augums ir līdzīgs palma kokam un tavas krūtis vīna ķekariem.
This thy stature is like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 Es sacīšu: es kāpšu uz palma koku, es tveršu viņa zarus, lai tavas krūtis ir kā ķekari pie vīna koka, un tava vaiga smarža kā āboli,
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 Un tava mute kā labs vīns, kas manam draugam viegli ieiet un miegaino lūpas dara runājam.
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 Es piederu savam draugam, un sirds viņam nesās uz mani.
I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
11 Nāc, mans draugs, ejam laukā, mitīsim ciemos.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Iesim agri uz vīna dārziem, lūkosim, vai vīna koks zied, vai jaunie pumpuri sprāgst, un granātu koki plaukst. Tur es tev rādīšu savu mīlestību.
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 Tie dudaīm dod smaržu, un pie mūsu durvīm ir visādi dārgi augļi, jauni un veci; mans draugs, es tos priekš tevis esmu glabājusi.
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.
