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

¹As the chorus of `Mahanaim.` How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides [are] as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.

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

²Thy waist [is] a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,

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

³Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

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

⁴Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,

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

⁵Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!

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

⁶How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.

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

⁷This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.

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

⁸I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,

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

⁹And thy palate as the good wine —` Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!

¹⁰Ndini womudiwa wangu; Kuda kwake kunondivinga.

¹⁰I [am] my beloved`s, and on me [is] his desire.

¹¹Uya mudiwa wangu, ngatibudire kusango, Ngatigare mumisha.

¹¹Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,

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

¹²We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;

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

¹³The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!