¹How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.

¹Tsoka dzako dzakanaka seiko mushangu, iwe mukunda womuchinda! Hudyu dzako, dzakatendereka, dzakaita sezvishongo, Basa ramaoko emhizha.

²Thy navel is a round goblet, [which] wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;

²Guvhu rako rakaita somukombe wakatendereka, Musingashaikwi waini yakavhenganiswa; Chiuno chako chaita sedutu rezviyo Rakakomberedzwa namaruva.

³Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;

³Mazamu ako maviri akafanana navana vemharapara, Vana vakaberekwa vari vaviri.

⁴Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;

⁴Mutsipa wako wakaita seshongwe yorunyanga rwenzou; Meso ako samakuvi paHeshibhoni, Pasuwo reBhatirabhimi; Mhinho dzako dzakafanana neshongwe yeRebhanoni Yakatarisana neDhamasiko.

⁵Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!

⁵Musoro wako pamusoro pako wakafanana neKarimeri; Nevhudzi romusoro wako nomucheka mutsvuku; Mambo akasungwa nevhudzi rakaremberera.

⁶How fair and how pleasant art thou, [my] love, in delights!

⁶Wakanaka sei, unofadza sei, Mudiwa, pakati pezvinofadza.

⁷This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.

⁷Umiro hwako hwakafanana nomuchindwe, Namazamu ako namasumbu ezvibereko zvawo.

⁸I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,

⁸Ndakati, ndichakwira mumuchindwe, Ndibate matavi awo; Mazamu ako ngaave samasumbu emizambiringa, Nokunhuhwira kwemhino dzako sokunhuhwira kwamaapuri,

⁹And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ... That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.

⁹Nomuromo wako sewaini yakaisvonaka, Inotapira mudikamwa wangu pakumwiwa kwayo, Inoyerera pamiromo yavavete.

¹⁰I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.

¹⁰Ndini womudiwa wangu; Kuda kwake kunondivinga.

¹¹-- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.

¹¹Uya mudiwa wangu, ngatibudire kusango, Ngatigare mumisha.

¹²We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, [If] the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.

¹²Ngatifumire kuminda yemizambiringa; Tindoona kana muzambiringa watunga; Kana maruva akura, Kana matamba atunga maruva; Ndipapo pandichakupa rudo rwangu.

¹³The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.

¹³Mudiwadiwa anobudisa kunhuhwira. Pamikova yedu panezvinonaka zvamarudzi ose, zvitsva nezvisharu, Zvandakakuchengetera, iwe mudiwa wangu.