Wimbo wa Sulemani 7
1 Jinsi gani miguu yako ilivyo yaonekana mizuri kwenye viatu, binti wa mfalme! Mapaja yako ni kama mikufu, kama kazi ya mjenzi.
How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:
2 Kitovu chako ni kama duara la bakuli; kamwe kisikose mchanganyiko wa mvinyo. Tumbo lako ni kama ngano iliyo umuka na kuzungushiwa nyinyoro.
Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.
3 Maziwa yako mawili ni kama watoto wawili wa ayala, mapacha wa ayala.
Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth.
4 Shingo yako ni kama mnara wa pembe; macho yako ni kama maziwa ya Heshiboni kwenye lango la Bathi Rabimu. Pua yako ni kama mnara wa Lebanoni ambao watazama Damasko.
Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:
5 Kichwa chako ni kama Karmeli; nywele kichwani mwako ni za zambarau nyeusi. Mfalme amestaajabishwa na vifundo vyake vya nywele.
Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.
6 Jinsi gani ulivyo mzuri na wakupendeza, mpenzi, na mazuri yako.
How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.
7 Urefu wako ni wa kama mti wa mtende, na maziwa yako kama vifungu vya matunda.
You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.
8 Niliwaza, “Ninataka kuupanda huo mti wa mtende; nitashika matawi yake.” Maziwa yako nayawe kama vifungu vya mizabibu, na harufu ya pua yako yawe kama mapera.
I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;
9 Mdomo wako na uwe kama mvinyo bora, ukishuka taratibu kwa mpenzi wangu, ukiteleza kwenye midomo yetu na meno. Mwanamke mdogo akizungumza mwenyewe
And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.
10 Mimi ni wa mpenzi wangu, na ananitamani.
I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.
11 Njoo, mpenzi wangu, twende nje ya mji; tu lala usiku kwenye vijiji.
Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.
12 Tuamke mapema twende kwenye mashamba ya mizabibu; tuone kama mizabibu imemea, kama imechipua, na kama mikomamanga imetoa mau. Pale nitakupa penzi langu.
Let us go out early to the vine-gardens; let us see if the vine is in bud, if it has put out its young fruit, and the pomegranate is in flower. There I will give you my love.
13 Mitunguja ya toa harufu yake; katika mlango wa tunapoishi kuna kila aina ya matunda, mpya na ya kale, niliyo kuhifadhia, mpenzi wangu.
The mandrakes give out a sweet smell, and at our doors are all sorts of good fruits, new and old, which I have kept for my loved one.
