1 Solomons Song of Songs.
1 The Song of songs, which is Solomons.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth--for your love is more delightful than wine.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
3 Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens love you!
3 Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is (as) oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Take me away with you--let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers. We rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. How right they are to adore you!
4 Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers; We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.
5 Dark am I, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, dark like the tents of Kedar, like the tent curtains of Solomon.
5 I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mothers sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I have neglected.
6 Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, Because the sun hath scorched me. My mothers sons were incensed against me; They made me keeper of the vineyards; (But) mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends?
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest (thy flock), Where thou makest (it) to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
8 If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats by the tents of the shepherds.
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds tents.
9 I liken you, my darling, to a mare harnessed to one of the chariots of Pharaoh.
9 I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaohs chariots.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with plaits (of hair), Thy neck with strings of jewels.
11 We will make you earrings of gold, studded with silver.
11 We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.
12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
12 While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
13 My lover is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
13 My beloved is unto me (as) a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.
14 My lover is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
14 My beloved is unto me (as) a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are (as) doves.
16 How handsome you are, my lover! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.
17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
17 The beams of our house are cedars, (And) our rafters are firs.