Pjesma nad Pjesmama 3
1 Po ležaju svome, u noćima, tražila sam onoga koga ljubi duša moja, tražila sam ga, ali ga nisam našla.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth; I sought him, but I found him not.
2 Ustat ću dakle i optrčati grad, po ulicama i trgovima tražit ću onoga koga ljubi duša moja: tražila sam ga, ali ga nisam našla.
'I will rise now, and go about the city, in the streets and in the broad ways, I will seek him whom my soul loveth.' I sought him, but I found him not.
3 Sretoše me čuvari koji grad obilaze: “Vidjeste li onoga koga ljubi duša moja?”
The watchmen that go about the city found me: 'Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?'
4 Tek što pođoh od njih, nađoh onoga koga ljubi duša moja. Uhvatila sam ga i neću ga pustiti, dok ga ne uvedem u kuću majke svoje, u ložnicu roditeljke svoje.
Scarce had I passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5 Zaklinjem vas, kćeri jeruzalemske, srnama i košutama poljskim, ne budite, ne budite ljubav moju dok sama ne bude htjela!
'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
6 Što se to diže iz pustinje kao stup dima iz kada smirne i tamjana i svih prašaka mirodijskih?
Who is this that cometh up out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Gle, to je nosiljka Salomonova, oko nje šezdeset kršnih momaka između najkršnijih u Izraelu.
Behold, it is the litter of Solomon; threescore mighty men are about it, of the mighty men of Israel.
8 Svi su vični mačevima, za rat su izvježbani, svakome je sablja o boku zbog opasnosti noćnih.
They all handle the sword, and are expert in war; every man hath his sword upon his thigh, because of dread in the night.
9 Sebi je prijestolje načinio kralj Salomon od drveta libanskoga.
King Solomon made himself a palanquin of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Stupove je napravio od srebra, naslon od zlata, sjedište od grimiza, unutra je sve ukrašeno ljubavlju kćeri jeruzalemskih.
He made the pillars thereof of silver, the top thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple, the inside thereof being inlaid with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Izađite, kćeri sionske, i vidite kralja Salomona pod dijademom kojim ga mati ovjenčala na dan svadbe njegove, na dan radosti njegova srca.
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and gaze upon king Solomon, even upon the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
