Küylerning küyi 7
1 «I shahzadining qizi, Keshliringde séning qedemliring némidégen güzel! Tolghighan yampashliring göherlerdek, Chéwer hünerwen qolining hüniridur.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
2 Kindiking yumulaq bir qedehtur; Uning ebjesh sharabi kem emes; Qorsiqing bughday döwisidur, Etrapigha niluperler olishidu.
Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
3 Ikki köksüng ikki maraldek, jerenning qoshkézikidur;
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Boynung pil chishliridin yasalghan munardur; Közliring Bat-Rabbim qowuqi boyidiki Heshbon kölchekliridek, Burnung Demeshqqe qaraydighan Liwan munaridektur;
Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
5 Üstüngde béshing Karmel téghidek turidu; Béshingdiki örüme chachliring sösün rengliktur, Padishah büdür chachliringning mehbusidur.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
6 I söyginim, huzurlar üchün shunche güzel, shunche yéqimliqtursen!
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
7 Séning boyung palma derixidek, Köksüng üzüm ghunchiliridektur.
Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8 Men: — «Palma derixi üstige chiqimen, Shaxlirini tutup yamishimen; Köksiliring derweqe üzüm tal ghunchiliridek, Burnungning puriqi almilardek, tanglayliringning temi eng ésil sharabdektur...».
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 «...méning söyümlükümning gélidin siliq ötüp, Lewler, chishlardin téyilip chüshsun...!
and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
10 Men méning söyümlükümningkidurmen, Uning teqazzasi manga qaritilidu».
I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
11 «I söyümlüküm, kéleyli, Étizlargha chiqayli; Yézilarda tünep kéleyli,
Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.
12 Üzümzarliqqa chiqishqa baldur orundin turayli, Üzüm tallirining bixlighan-bixlimighanliqini, Chécheklerning échilghan-échilmighanliqini, Anarlarning berq urghan-urmighanliqini köreyli; Ashu yerde muhebbetlirimni sanga béghishlaymen.
Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.
13 Muhebbetgüller ashu yerde öz puriqini puritidu; Ishiklirimiz üstide herxil ésil méwe-chiwiler bardur, Yéngi hem konimu bardur; Sen üchün ularni toplap teyyarlidim, i söyümlüküm!»
The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
