Nnwom Mu Dwom 7
1 Wo nan ne mpaboa yɛ fɛ, Ao, ɔdehyeɛ babaa! Wʼanantuo a wogyina so te sɛ abohemaa, odwumfoɔ nsa ano adwuma.
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.
2 Wo funuma yɛ kuruwa a ɛnni nsa a nsã pa wɔ mu ɛberɛ biara. Wo sisi yɛ atokoɔ a wɔaboa ano na sukooko atwa ho ahyia.
Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Wo nufu te sɛ aforoteɛ mma mmienu, adabɔ mma ntafoɔ.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.
4 Wo kɔn te sɛ asonse abantenten. Wʼaniwa aba te sɛ Hesbon ntadeɛ a ɛwɔ Bat Rabim ɛpono nkyɛn. Wo hwene te sɛ Lebanon abantenten a ɛkyerɛ Damasko no.
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
5 Wo tiri si so sɛ Karmel Bepɔ. Wo tirinwi te sɛ adehyetoma a wɔadi mu adwinneɛ; wo tirinwi tentene no dwomfa ɔhene.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.
6 Wo ho yɛ fɛ, Ao ɔdɔ, wo ho anikadeɛ ma wo ho yɛ ahomeka.
How fair and how pleasant thou are, O love, for delights!
7 Wo siberɛ te sɛ abɛ dua, na wo nufu te sɛ aduaba siaka.
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.
8 Mekaa sɛ, “Mɛforo abɛ dua no; na masɔ nʼaba mu.” Wo nufu nyɛ sɛ bobe siaka, na wo homeɛ mu hwa nyɛ sɛ aprɛ.
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,
9 Na wʼanomu hwa nyɛ sɛ bobesa papa. Ababaawa: Ma bobesa no nkɔ me dɔfoɔ hɔ tee, ɛntene mfa nʼanofafa ne ne se no so brɛoo.
and thy mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips and teeth.
10 Meyɛ me dɔfoɔ dea, na nʼapɛdeɛ ne me.
I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
11 Bra, me dɔfoɔ; ma yɛnkɔ nkuraase, ma yɛnkɔda nkuraase anadwo baako.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
12 Ma yɛnkɔ bobefuo mu ntɛm nkɔhwɛ sɛ bobe no agu nhyerɛnne, sɛ nhyerɛnne no apaapae, anaasɛ ateaa no ayɛ frɔmm. Ɛhɔ na mede me dɔ bɛma wo.
Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.
13 Adasoa yi ne hwa, na akɔnnɔduane nyinaa bɛgu yɛn ɛpono ano, foforɔ ne dada, a mede asie ama woɔ, me dɔfoɔ.
The mandrakes give forth fragrance. And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
