Augstā Dziesma 7
1 Cik skaisti ir tavi soļi kurpēs, tu valdnieka meita. Tavi gurni tā ir salikti kā divas sprādzes, ko gudra meistara roka darījusi.
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
2 Tavs klēpis ir kā apaļš biķeris, kam dzēriena netrūkst; viņš ir kā kviešu kopa, apsprausta ar lilijām.
Thy navel is [like] a round goblet, [wherein] no mingled wine is wanting: thy belly is [like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Tavas krūtis ir kā divas stirnas, kā kalnu kazas dvīņi.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.
4 Tavs kakls ir kā tornis no ziloņkauliem, tavas acis ir kā tie dīķi Hešbonē pie Batrabim vārtiem, tavs deguns ir kā tornis uz Lībanus, kas pret Damasku skatās.
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; thine eyes [as] the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5 Tava galva uz tevis ir kā Karmels, un tavi kuplie galvas mati kā purpurs, ķēniņš ar bizēm saistīts.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held captive in the tresses [thereof].
6 Cik skaista un cik mīlīga tu esi, ak mīlestība ar saviem jaukumiem!
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 Šis tavs augums ir līdzīgs palma kokam un tavas krūtis vīna ķekariem.
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].
8 Es sacīšu: es kāpšu uz palma koku, es tveršu viņa zarus, lai tavas krūtis ir kā ķekari pie vīna koka, un tava vaiga smarža kā āboli,
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples;
9 Un tava mute kā labs vīns, kas manam draugam viegli ieiet un miegaino lūpas dara runājam.
And thy mouth like the best wine, that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.
10 Es piederu savam draugam, un sirds viņam nesās uz mani.
I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
11 Nāc, mans draugs, ejam laukā, mitīsim ciemos.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Iesim agri uz vīna dārziem, lūkosim, vai vīna koks zied, vai jaunie pumpuri sprāgst, un granātu koki plaukst. Tur es tev rādīšu savu mīlestību.
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine hath budded, [and] its blossom be open, [and] the pomegranates be in flower: there will I give thee my love.
13 Tie dudaīm dod smaržu, un pie mūsu durvīm ir visādi dārgi augļi, jauni un veci; mans draugs, es tos priekš tevis esmu glabājusi.
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.
