Loyembo ya Salomo 7
1 Oh elenge mwasi ya lokumu! Makolo na yo ebimaka kitoko soki olati basandale. Zingazinga ya loketo na yo ezali lokola lopete oyo esalemi na maboko ya basali bikeko.
How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.
2 Motolu na yo ezali lokola kopo ya kitoko oyo ezangaka vino ya kitoko te. Libumu na yo ezali lokola mopiku ya ble oyo ezingami na fololo oyo babengaka lisi.
Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;
3 Mabele na yo nyonso mibale ezali lokola bana mapasa mibale ya mboloko.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
4 Kingo na yo ezali lokola ndako molayi oyo batonga na pembe ya nzoko. Miso na yo ezali lokola maziba ya engumba Eshiboni, pembeni ya ekuke ya Bati-Rabimi. Zolo na yo ezali lokola ndako molayi ya Libani oyo etalani na Damasi.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;
5 Moto na yo ezali lokola ngomba Karimeli, mpe suki ya moto na yo ezali lokola elamba ya motane; mokonzi akangami na mazita na yango.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!
6 Oh tala ndenge ozali penza kitoko! Bolingo na ngai, osalaka esengo ya motema na ngai; kitoko na yo esalaka ngai esengo na motema!
How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights!
7 Molayi na yo ezali lokola nzete ya mbila, mabele na yo ezali lokola maboke ya bambuma.
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
8 Namilobeli: « Nakomata na nzete ya mbila, nakobuka bambuma na yango! » Tika ete mabele na yo ezala lokola maboke ya bambuma ya vino! Tika ete solo ya monoko na yo ezala lokola bapome!
I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,
9 Mpe tika ete monoko na yo ezala lokola vino ya kitoko koleka! Tika ete vino yango esopanela bolingo na ngai na pete, eleka na bibebu ya bato oyo bazali kolala.
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ...That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.
10 Ngai, nazali ya mobali na ngai; mpe ye, azalaka kaka na posa na ngai.
I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
11 Yaka, mobali na ngai; tika ete tokende na biso na elanga, tolekisa butu na biso kati na mboka!
— Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
12 Na tongo, tokokende na bilanga ya vino mpo na kotala soki banzete ya vino ebandi kobimisa bafololo, soki mito na yango efungwami, mpe soki banzete ya bambuma ya grenade ebimisi bafololo. Kuna nde nakopesa yo babeze na ngai.
We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.
13 Bambuma ya mandragore ezali kobimisa solo na yango; mpe na ekuke na biso, tozali na bambuma nyonso ya kitoko: ezala ya sika to ya kala, oyo nabombeli yo, mobali na ngai ya motema.
The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.
