Højsangen 1
1 Salomos Højsang
The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
2 Kys mig, giv mig Kys af din mund thi din Kærlighed er bedre end Vin.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
3 Lifligt dufter dine Salver, dit Navn er en udgydt Salve, derfor har Kvinder dig kær.
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured out, therefore the virgins love you.
4 Drag mig efter dig, kom, lad os løbe; Kongen tog mig ind i sine Kamre. Vi vil juble og glæde os i dig, prise din Hærlighed fremfor Vin. Med Rette har de dig kær.
Take me away with you. Let’s hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.
5 Jeg er sort, dog yndig, Jerusalems Døtre, som Kedars Telte, som Salmas Forhæng.
I am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar’s tents, like Solomon’s curtains.
6 Se ej på mig, fordi jeg er sortladen, fordi jeg er brændt af Solen. Min Moders Sønner vrededes på mig, til Vingårdsvogterske satte de mig - min egen Vingård vogted jeg ikke.
Don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.
7 Sig mig, du, som min Sjæl har kær, hvor du vogter din Hjord, hvor du holder Hvil ved Middag. Thi hvi skal jeg gå som en Landstryger ved dine Fællers Hjorde?
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; for why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
8 Såfremt du ikke ved det, du fagreste blandt Kvinder, følg da kun Hjordens Spor og vogt dine Geder ved Hyrdernes Boliger.
If you don’t know, most beautiful amongst women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.
9 Ved Faraos Forspand ligner jeg dig, min Veninde.
I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
10 Dine Kinder er yndige med Snorene din Hals med Kæderne.
Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Vi vil gøre dig Snore af Guld med Stænk af Sølv.
We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.
12 Min Nardus spreder sin Duft, mens Kongen er til Bords;
While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
13 min Ven er mig en Myrrapose, der ligger ved mit Bryst,
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
14 min Ven er mig en Koferklase fra En-Gedis Vingårde.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Hvor du er fager, min Veninde, hvor du er fager, dine Øjne er Duer!
Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.
16 Hvor du er fager, min Ven, ja dejlig er du, vort Leje er grønt,
Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.
17 vor Boligs Bjælker er Cedre, Panelet Cypresser!
The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.
