Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Where has thy beloved turned, that we may seek him with thee?
quo abiit dilectus tuus o pulcherrima mulierum quo declinavit dilectus tuus et quaeremus eum tecum
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatis ut pascatur in hortis et lilia colligat
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He feeds among the lilies.
ego dilecto meo et dilectus meus mihi qui pascitur inter lilia
4 Thou are fair, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, sublime as an army with banners.
pulchra es amica mea suavis et decora sicut Hierusalem terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats that lie along the side of Gilead.
averte oculos tuos a me quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt capilli tui sicut grex caprarum quae apparuerunt de Galaad
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins, and none is bereaved among them.
dentes tui sicut grex ovium quae ascenderunt de lavacro omnes gemellis fetibus et sterilis non est in eis
7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
sicut cortex mali punici genae tuae absque occultis tuis
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
sexaginta sunt reginae et octoginta concubinae et adulescentularum non est numerus
9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one. She is the only one of her mother. She is the choice one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed, yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
una est columba mea perfecta mea una est matris suae electa genetrici suae viderunt illam filiae et beatissimam praedicaverunt reginae et concubinae et laudaverunt eam
10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, sublime as an army with banners?
quae est ista quae progreditur quasi aurora consurgens pulchra ut luna electa ut sol terribilis ut acies ordinata
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
descendi ad hortum nucum ut viderem poma convallis ut inspicerem si floruisset vinea et germinassent mala punica
12 Before I was aware, my soul set me among the chariots of my princely people.
nescivi anima mea conturbavit me propter quadrigas Aminadab
13 Return, return, O Shulammite, return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, as upon the dance of two armies?
revertere revertere Sulamitis revertere revertere ut intueamur te quid videbis in Sulamiten nisi choros castrorum
