Pjesma nad Pjesmama 6
1 Kamo je otišao dragi tvoj, o najljepša među ženama? Kuda je zamakao dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?
2 Dragi je moj sišao u svoj vrt k lijehama mirisnog bilja da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the bed of aromatical spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Ja pripadam dragome svome, dragi moj pripada meni, on pase među ljiljanima.
I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feedeth among the lilies.
4 Lijepa si, prijateljice moja, kao Tirsa, krasna si kao Jeruzalem, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama.
Thou art beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem: terrible as an army set in array.
5 Odvrati oči svoje od mene jer me zbunjuju. Kosa je tvoja kao stado koza koje silaze s Gileada.
Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.
6 Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca ostriženih kada s kupanja dolaze: idu dvije i dvije kao blizanke i nijedna nije osamljena.
Thy teeth as a flock of sheep, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.
7 Kao kriške mogranja tvoji su obrazi pod koprenom tvojom.
Thy cheeks are as the bark of a pomegranate, beside what is hidden within thee.
8 Ima šezdeset kraljica, osamdeset inoča, a djevojaka ni broja se ne zna.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and young maidens without number.
9 Ali je samo jedna golubica moja, savršena moja, jedina u majke, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidjele su je djevojke i nazvale je blaženom, a kraljice i inoče hvale su joj izrekle.
One is my dove, my perfect one is but one, she is the only one of her mother, the chosen of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and declared her most blessed: the queens and concubines, and they praised her.
10 Tko je ova koja dolazi kao što zora sviće, lijepa kao mjesec, sjajna kao sunce, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama?
Who is she that cometh forth as the morning rising, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as an army set in array?
11 Siđoh kroz nasade oraha da vidim mladice u dolinama, da pogledam pupaju li vinogradi, cvatu li mogranji.
I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the fruits of the valleys, and to look if the vineyard had flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
12 Ne znam kako, tek želja moja pope me na kola naroda mog kneževskog.
I knew not: my soul troubled me for the chariots of Aminadab.
13 Vrati se, Sulamko, vrati se, vrati se da te gledamo! Što ćete vidjeti na Sulamki koja pleše u dva zbora?
Return, return, O Sulamitess: return, return that we may behold thee.
