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. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, 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 was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness 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 taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil 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 thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded 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 for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
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 left, and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I did not find him. I called him, but he did not 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 beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away 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, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with 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 How is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you 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 best 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 like the purest gold. His hair is 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, mounted like jewels.
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 like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like 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 like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like 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 like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance 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 sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, 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
