Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends. Drink, yea. Drink abundantly, O beloved.
わが妹わがはなよめよ 我はわが園にいり わが沒藥と薫物とを採り わが蜜房と蜜とを食ひ わが酒とわが乳とを飮り わが伴侶等よ 請ふ食へ わが愛する人々よ 請ふ飮あけよ
2 I was asleep, but my heart awoke. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled. For my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.
われは睡りたれどもわが心は醒ゐたり 時にわが愛する者の聲あり 即はち門をたたきていふ わが妹わが佳耦 わが鴿 わが完きものよ われのために開け わが首には露滿ち わが髮の毛には夜の點滴みてりと
3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
われすでにわが衣服を脱り いかでまた着るべき 已にわが足をあらへり いかでまた汚すべき
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him.
わが愛する者戸の穴より手をさしいれしかば わが心かれのためにうごきたり
5 I rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands drops with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.
やがて起いでてわが愛する者の爲に開かんとせしとき 沒藥わが手より沒藥の汁わが指よりながれて關木の把柄のうへにしたたれり
6 I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone. My soul had failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him. I called him, but he gave me no answer.
我わが愛する者の爲に開きしに わが愛する者は已に退き去りぬ さきにその物いひし時はわが心さわぎたり 我かれをたづねたれども遇ず 呼たれども答應なかりき
7 The watchmen who go about the city found me. They smote me, they wounded me. The keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me.
邑をまはりありく夜巡者等われを見てうちて傷つけ 石垣をまもる者らはわが上衣をはぎとれり
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him that I am sick from love.
ヱルサレムの女子等よ 我なんぢらにかたく請ふ もしわが愛する者にあはば汝ら何とこれにつぐべきや 我愛によりて疾わづらふと告よ
9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou do so adjure us?
なんぢの愛する者は別の人の愛する者に何の勝れるところありや 婦女の中のいと美はしき者よ なんぢが愛する者は別の人の愛する者に何の勝れるところありて斯われらに固く請ふや
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
わが愛する者は白くかつ紅にして萬人の上に越ゆ
11 His head is the most fine gold. His locks are bushy, black as a raven.
その頭は純金のごとく その髮はふさやかにして黑きこと烏のごとし
12 His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, washed with milk, fitly set.
その目は谷川の水のほとりにをる鴿のごとく 乳にて洗はれて美はしく嵌れり
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, banks of sweet herbs. His lips are lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
その頬は馨しき花の床のごとく 香草の壇のごとし その唇は百合花のごとくにして沒藥の汁をしたたらす
14 His hands are rings of gold set with beryl. His body is ivory work overlaid with sapphires.
その手はきばみたる碧玉を嵌し黄金の釧のごとく 其躰は靑玉をもておほひたる象牙の彫刻物のごとし
15 His legs are pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold. His aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
その脛は蝋石の柱を黄金の臺にてたてたるがごとく その相貌はレバノンのごとく その優れたるさまは香柏のごとし
16 His mouth is most sweet. Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
その口ははなはだ甘く誠に彼には一つだにうつくしからぬ所なし ヱルサレムの女子等よ これぞわが愛する者 これぞわが伴侶なる
