Højsangen 3
1 Paa mit Leje om Natten søgte jeg den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg søgte efter ham, men fandt ham ikke.
At night on my bed I was longing for him whom my soul loves; I looked for him, but I could not find him.
2 Jeg vil dog staa op og gaa omkring i Staden, paa Stræderne og paa Gaderne, jeg vil søge efter den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg søgte efter ham og fandt ham ikke.
I said to myself, “I will get up and go through the city, through the streets and squares; I will search for him whom my soul loves.” I searched for him, but I did not find him.
3 Vægterne, som gaa omkring i Staden, fandt mig; til dem sagde jeg: Have I set den, som min Sjæl elsker?
The watchmen found me as they were making their rounds in the city. I asked them, “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
4 Næppe var jeg kommen forbi dem, førend jeg fandt den, som min Sjæl elsker; jeg greb ham og vil ikke lade ham fare, førend jeg faar bragt ham til min Moders Hus og til hendes Kammer, som undfangede mig.
It was only a little while after I had passed them that I found him whom my soul loves. I held him and would not let him go until I had brought him into my mother's house, into the bedroom of the one who had conceived me.
5 Jeg besværger eder, I Jerusalems Døtre! ved Raaerne eller Hinderne paa Marken, at I ikke vække eller forstyrre den kære, førend hun har Lyst dertil.
I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the fields, that you will not awaken or arouse love until she pleases.
6 Hvo er hun, der kommer op fra Ørken, som Støtter af Røg, omduftet af Myrra og Virak, af alle Haande vellugtende Sager?
What is that coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders sold by merchants?
7 Se Salomos Seng! der staar tresindstyve vældige trindt omkring den, af de vældige i Israel.
Look, it is the bed of Solomon; sixty warriors surround it, sixty soldiers of Israel.
8 Alle forstaa de at bruge Sværd, de ere oplærte til Krig; hver har sit Sværd ved sin Side imod Nattens Rædsel.
All of them are skilled with a sword and are experienced in warfare. Every man has his sword at his side, armed against the terrors of the night.
9 Kong Salomo lod sig gøre en Bærestol af Træ fra Libanon.
King Solomon made himself a sedan chair of the wood from Lebanon.
10 Dens Stolper gjorde han af Sølv og Ryggen dertil af Guld, dens Sæde af Purpur; dens Indre var belagt med Kærlighed af Jerusalems Døtre.
Its posts were made of silver; the back was made of gold, and the seat of purple cloth. Its interior was decorated with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 I Zions Døtre! gaar ud og ser paa Kong Salomo med den Krone, som hans Moder kronede ham med paa hans Bryllupsdag og paa hans Hjertes Glædes Dag.
Go out, daughters of Zion, and gaze on King Solomon, bearing the crown with which his mother crowned him on his wedding day, on the day of the joy of his heart.
