Weedduu 7
1 Yaa intala ilma mootii, miilli kee kophee keessatti akkam bareeda! Gudeedni kee miidhagaan sun dooqa gatii guddaa kan ogeessi hojii harkaa tolche fakkaata.
[[Lov.]] How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy hips are like neck ornaments, The work of the hands of the artificer;
2 Handhuurri kee xoofoo geengoo kan takkumaa daadhiin wayinii wal makaan keessaa hin dhabamin fakkaata. Mudhiin kee immoo tuullaa qamadii kan daraaraadhaan marfame fakkaata.
Thy navel is like a round goblet, that wanteth not the spiced wine; Thy belly like a heap of wheat, inclosed with lilies;
3 Guntunni kee lamaan akkuma ilmoolee kuruphee kanneen lakkuu dhalatanii ti.
Thy two breasts are like two young twin gazelles;
4 Mormi kee gamoo ilka arbaa fakkaata. Iji kee haroo Heshboon kan karra Baatrabii biraa fakkaata. Funyaan kee gamoo Libaanoon kan gara Damaasqoo gad ilaalu fakkaata.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes are like the pools at Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon, which looketh toward Damascus;
5 Mataan kee akkuma Tulluu Qarmeloos gonfoo siif taʼa. Rifeensi mataa keetii afaa mana mootii fakkaata; mootiin dheerina isaatiin qabamee boojiʼama.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is captivated by thy locks.
6 Yaa jaalallee ati gammachuu kee wajjin akkam bareedda; akkamis namatti tolta!
How fair, how pleasant art thou, love, in delights!
7 Dhaabni kee dhaaba meexxii fakkaata; guntunni kees hurbuu ijaa fakkaata.
This thy stature is like the palm-tree, And thy breasts like clusters of dates.
8 Anis, “Muka meexxii kana nan yaabbadha; ija isaa nan qabadha” nan jedhe. Guntunni kee akkuma hurbuu wayinii, urgaan hafuura keetii akkuma urgaa hudhaa ti;
I will go up, say I to myself, upon the palm-tree; I will take hold of its boughs, And thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,
9 afaan kees akkuma daadhii wayinii kan akka malee gaarii taʼee ti. Ishee Daadhiin wayinii suutumaan hidhii fi ilkaan irra gad yaaʼee gara michuu koo haa dhaqu.
And thy mouth like the best wine— [[M.]] — that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing over the lips of them that sleep.
10 Ani kan michuu koo ti; hawwiin isaas anumaaf.
I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
11 Yaa michuu ko, kottu mee gara baadiyyaa haa deemnu; gandoota achii keessa haa bullu.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the country; Let us lodge in the villages!
12 Akka mukni wayinii hudhaa baafate, akka daraaraan ija banatee fi akka roomaaniin daraare ilaaluuf ganama bariin kaanee gara iddoo dhaabaa wayinii haa deemnu; anis achitti jaalala koo siif nan kenna.
Then will we go early to the vineyards, To see whether the vine putteth forth, Whether its blossom openeth, And the pomegranates bud forth; There will I give thee my love!
13 Hudhaan urgaa isaa gad dhiisa; yaa michuu ko, wanni ani siif kuuse, haaraa fi moofaanis wanni filatamaan hundi balbala keenya dura jira.
The love-apples give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old: I have kept them for thee, my beloved!
