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 steps in sandals, O prince's daughter! the roundings of thy thighs are like jewelled ornaments, the work of the hands of the artificer.
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 like a round goblet which lacketh not the mixed wine: thy body is like a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies.
3 Mabele na yo nyonso mibale ezali lokola bana mapasa mibale ya mboloko.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns, the twins of the roe.
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 like a tower of ivory; thy eyes are like the pools in Cheshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is 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 hair of thy head like purple: a king is held bound in the tresses.
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 beautiful and how pleasant art thou, O love, in thy attractions!
7 Molayi na yo ezali lokola nzete ya mbila, mabele na yo ezali lokola maboke ya bambuma.
This thy stature is like a palm-tree, and thy breasts are like clusters of grapes.
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 thought, I wish to climb up the palm-tree, I wish to take hold of its boughs; and, oh, that thy breasts might be like clusters of the vine, and the smell 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 thy palate like the best wine, that glideth down for my friend gently, exciting the lips of those that are asleep.—
10 Ngai, nazali ya mobali na ngai; mpe ye, azalaka kaka na posa na ngai.
I am my friend's, and toward me is his desire.
11 Yaka, mobali na ngai; tika ete tokende na biso na elanga, tolekisa butu na biso kati na mboka!
Come, my friend, let us go forth into the field; let us spend the night 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.
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine have blossomed, whether the young grape have opened [to the view], whether the pomegranates have budded: there will I give my caresses unto thee.
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 give forth [their] smell, and at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and also old: O my friend, these have I laid up for thee.
