Pjesma nad Pjesmama 8
1 O, da si mi brat, da si sisao prsa majke moje, našla bih te vani, poljubila bih te i nitko me zato ne bi prezirao.
Who shall give thee to me for my brother, sucking the breasts of my mother, that I may find thee without, and kiss thee, and now no man may despise me?
2 Povela bih te i uvela u kuću majke svoje koja me odgojila, pojila bih te najboljim vinom i sokom od mogranja.
I will take hold of thee, and bring thee Into my mother’s house: there thou shalt teach me, and I will give thee a cup of spiced wine and new wine of my pomegranates.
3 Njegova mi je lijeva ruka pod glavom, a desnom me grli.
His left hand under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4 Zaklinjem vas, kćeri jeruzalemske, ne budite, ne budite ljubav mojuš dok sama ne bude htjela!
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.
5 Tko je ta što dolazi iz pustinje, naslonjena na dragoga svoga? Probudio sam te pod jabukom gdje te mati rodila, gdje te na svijet dala roditeljka tvoja.
Who is this that cometh up from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I raised thee up: there thy mother was corrupted, there she was defloured that bore thee.
6 Stavi me kao znak na srce, kao pečat na ruku svoju, jer ljubav je jaka kao smrt, a ljubomora tvrda kao grob. Žar je njezin žar vatre i plamena Jahvina. (Sheol h7585)
Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames. (Sheol h7585)
7 Mnoge vode ne mogu ugasiti ljubav niti je rijeke potopiti. Da netko daje za ljubav sve što u kući ima, taj bi navukao prezir na sebe.
Many waters cannot quench charity, neither can the floods drown it: if a man should give all the substance of his house for love, he shall despise it as nothing.
8 Imamo malu sestru koja još nema grudi, što ćemo činiti sa svojom sestrom kad bude riječ o njoj?
Our sister is little, and hath no breasts. What shall we do to our sister in the day when she is to be spoken to?
9 Ako bude poput zida, sagradit ćemo na njemu krunište od srebra; ako bude poput vrata, utvrdit ćemo ih cedrovim daskama.
If she be a wall: let us build upon it bulwarks of silver: if she be a door, let us join it together with boards or cedar.
10 Ja sam zid i grudi su moje kule: tako postadoh u očima njegovim kao ona što nađe smirenje.
I am a wall: and my breasts are as a tower since I am become in his presence as one finding peace.
11 Salomon ima vinograd u Baal Hamonu, dao ga je čuvarima i svaki mora donijeti za urod tisuću srebrnjaka.
The peaceable had a vineyard, in that which hath people: he let out the same to keepers, every man bringeth for the fruit thereof a thousand pieces of silver.
12 Moj vinograd je preda mnom: tebi, Salomone, tisuća, a dvjesta onima što čuvaju plodove.
My vineyard is before me. A thousand are for thee, the peaceable, and two hundred for them that keep the fruit thereof.
13 O ti, koja boraviš u vrtovima, drugovi slušaju glas tvoj, daj da ga i ja čujem!
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the friends hearken: make me hear thy voice.
14 Pohitaj, mili moj, budi kao srna i kao jelenče na gorama mirisnim!
Flee away, O my beloved, and be like to the roe, and to the young hart upon the mountains of aromatical spices.
