Gabaygii Sulaymaan 7
1 Gabadha amiirku dhalayay, cagahaagu qurux badanaa markay kabo illan yihiin, Bowdooyinkaagu waa sida dahab Nin saanac ahu gacantiisa ku sameeyey.
How beautiful, are thy feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble, —The curvings of thy hips, are like ornaments wrought by the hands of a skilled workman:
2 Xudduntaadu waa sida fijaan goobaaban Oo aan innaba khamri ka dhinnanayn, Oo xaluskaaguna waa sida sarreen meel tuunsan Oo ubaxshooshanno lagu wareejiyey.
Thy navel, is a round bowl, may it not lack spiced wine! Thy body, a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies;
3 Labadaada naasna waa sida laba gibin Oo mataano ah oo cawl dhashay.
Thy two breasts, are like two young roes, the twins of a gazelle:
4 Qoortaaduna waa sida munaarad foolmaroodi ah, Oo indhahaaguna waa sida ballidii Xeshboon oo ku ag yaal iridda Batrabbiim. Oo sankaaguna waa sida munaaradda Lubnaan Oo xagga Dimishaq u jeeda.
Thy neck, is like a tower of ivory, —Thine eyes, are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim, Thy nose, is like the tower of Lebanon, which looketh towards Damascus:
5 Madaxaagu sida Buur Karmel oo kale wuu dheer yahay, Oo timaha madaxaaguna waa sida guduud oo kale, Oo boqorkuna wuu ku xidhan yahay.
Thy head upon thee, is like Carmel, And, the hair of thy head, is like purple, —The king, is held captive by the ringlets!
6 Taan jeclahayay, qurux badnidaa! Fiicnaan badnidaa! Aad baad iiga farxisaa!
[HE] How beautiful, and how delightful, O dear love, for delights:
7 Sarajooggaagu waa sida geed baar ah, Oo naasahaaguna waa sida rucubyo canab ah.
This thy stature, is like to a palm-tree, and, thy breasts, are like clusters:
8 Waxaan is-idhi, Geedka baarka waan fuuli doonaa, Oo waxaan qabsan doonaa laamihiisa. Naasahaagu ha ahaadeen sida rucubyo canab ah, Oo sankaaga neeftiisuna ha u carafto sida midho tufaax ah.
I said, I will ascend the palm-tree, I will lay hold of its fruit stalks—Oh then, let thy breasts, I pray thee, be like vine-clusters, And, the fragrance of thy nose, like apples;
9 Oo afkaaguna ha ahaado sida khamri wanaagsan. Gacalisada Hadlaysaa Si qumman oo macaan ha ugu socda gacaliyahayga, Oo kuwa hurda bushimahooda ka hadliya.
And, thy mouth, like good wine—[SHE] Flowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over the lips of the sleeping.
10 Anigu waxaan ahay tii gacaliyahayga, Oo damaciisuna xaggayguu soo jiraa.
I, am my beloved’s, and, unto me, is his longing.
11 Gacaliyahaygow, kaalay, aynu duurka isla tagnee, Oo aynu tuulooyinka ku soo dhaxnee.
Come, my beloved, Let us go forth into the country, Let us stay the night in the villages:
12 Aynu aroor hore beercanabyada tagnee, Oo aynu soo aragno bal in canabkii magoolay, oo ay ubixiisii soo muuqdeen, Oo uu rummaankii ubxiyey iyo in kale; Oo halkaasaan jacaylkayga kugu siin doonaa.
Let us get up early to the vineyards, Let us see whether the vine, hath burst forth, the blossom, hath opened, the pomegranates, have bloomed, —There, will I give my caresses to thee.
13 Ubixii duudaygu way soo carfayaan, Oo albaabbadayada agtooda waxaa yaal midho cayn kasta ah oo cusayb iyo duugba leh, Oo adigaan kuu kaydiyey, gacaliyahaygiiyow.
The love-apples, have given fragrance, and, at our openings, are all precious things, new and yet old, —O my beloved! I have treasured them up for thee.
