Küylǝrning küyi 7
1 «I xaⱨzadining ⱪizi, Kǝxliringdǝ sening ⱪǝdǝmliring nemidegǝn güzǝl! Tolƣiƣan yampaxliring gɵⱨǝrlǝrdǝk, Qewǝr ⱨünǝrwǝn ⱪolining ⱨüniridur.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! Your curved thighs are like ornaments made by a master craftsman.
2 Kindiking yumulaⱪ bir ⱪǝdǝⱨtur; Uning ǝbjǝx xarabi kǝm ǝmǝs; Ⱪorsiⱪing buƣday dɵwisidur, Ətrapiƣa nilupǝrlǝr olixidu.
Your navel is like a round bowl—may it never lack spiced wine! Your abdomen is like a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.
3 Ikki kɵksüng ikki maraldǝk, jǝrǝnning ⱪoxkezikidur;
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Boynung pil qixliridin yasalƣan munardur; Kɵzliring Bat-Rabbim ⱪowuⱪi boyidiki Ⱨǝxbon kɵlqǝkliridǝk, Burnung Dǝmǝxⱪⱪǝ ⱪaraydiƣan Liwan munaridǝktur;
Your neck is as elegant as a tower made of ivory. Your eyes shine like the pools of Heshbon by the Bathrabbin gate. Your nose is beautiful, prominent like the tower in Lebanon that faces Damascus.
5 Üstüngdǝ bexing Karmǝl teƣidǝk turidu; Bexingdiki ɵrümǝ qaqliring sɵsün rǝngliktur, Padixaⱨ büdür qaqliringning mǝⱨbusidur.
Your head is as magnificent as Mount Carmel; your black hair has a purple sheen, as if a king was held captive in your locks!
6 I sɵyginim, ⱨuzurlar üqün xunqǝ güzǝl, xunqǝ yeⱪimliⱪtursǝn!
How beautiful you are, my love—how attractive are your charms!
7 Sening boyung palma dǝrihidǝk, Kɵksüng üzüm ƣunqiliridǝktur.
You are as tall and slender as a palm tree; your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
8 Mǝn: — «Palma dǝrihi üstigǝ qiⱪimǝn, Xahlirini tutup yamiximǝn; Kɵksiliring dǝrwǝⱪǝ üzüm tal ƣunqiliridǝk, Burnungning puriⱪi almilardǝk, tanglayliringning tǝmi ǝng esil xarabdǝktur...».
I tell myself, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of the fruit.” May your breasts be like bunches of grapes on the vine, and your breath have the scent of apples!
9 «...mening sɵyümlükümning gelidin siliⱪ ɵtüp, Lǝwlǝr, qixlardin teyilip qüxsun...!
May your kisses be like the best wine, going down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.
10 Mǝn mening sɵyümlükümningkidurmǝn, Uning tǝⱪazzasi manga ⱪaritilidu».
My love is mine, and I am the one he desires!
11 «I sɵyümlüküm, kelǝyli, Etizlarƣa qiⱪayli; Yezilarda tünǝp kelǝyli,
Come, my love, let's go out into the countryside, and spend the night among the henna flowers.
12 Üzümzarliⱪⱪa qiⱪixⱪa baldur orundin turayli, Üzüm tallirining bihliƣan-bihlimiƣanliⱪini, Qeqǝklǝrning eqilƣan-eqilmiƣanliⱪini, Anarlarning bǝrⱪ urƣan-urmiƣanliⱪini kɵrǝyli; Axu yǝrdǝ muⱨǝbbǝtlirimni sanga beƣixlaymǝn.
Let's go early to the vineyards and see if the vines have budded and are in flower, and if the pomegranates are blossoming. There I will give my love to you.
13 Muⱨǝbbǝtgüllǝr axu yǝrdǝ ɵz puriⱪini puritidu; Ixiklirimiz üstidǝ ⱨǝrhil esil mewǝ-qiwilǝr bardur, Yengi ⱨǝm konimu bardur; Sǝn üqün ularni toplap tǝyyarlidim, i sɵyümlüküm!»
The mandrakes give off their fragrant scent; we are surrounded by all kinds of delights, new as well as old, which I have saved up for you, my love.
