Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
Кто даст тя, брате мой, ссуща сосцы матере моея? Обретши тя вне целую тя, и ктому не уничижат мене.
2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Пойму тя, введу тя в дом матере моея и в ложницу заченшия мя: тамо мя научиши: напою тя от вина с вонями строенаго, от воды яблок моих.
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
Шуйца его под главою моею, и десница его оымет мя.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Заклях вас, дщери Иерусалимския, в силах и в крепостех селных: аще подвижете и воздвижете любовь, дондеже аще восхощет.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Кто сия восходящая убелена и утвержаема о брате своем? Под яблонею возбудих тя: тамо роди тя мати твоя, тамо поболе тобою рождшая тя.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol (Sheol h7585). Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.
Положи мя яко печать на сердцы твоем, яко печать на мышце твоей: зане крепка яко смерть любы, жестока яко ад ревность: крила ея крила огня, (углие огненно) пламы ея. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Вода многа не может угасити любве, и реки не потопят ея. Аще даст муж все имение свое за любовь, уничижением уничижат его.
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Сестра наша мала и сосцу не имать: что сотворим сестре нашей в день, в оньже аще глаголатися будет ей?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Аще стена есть, соградим на ней забрала сребряна: и аще дверь есть, напишем на ней дску кедрову.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Аз стена, и сосцы мои яко столпи: аз бех во очию их аки обретающая мир.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Виноград бысть Соломону во Вееламоне: даде виноград свой стрегущым: муж принесет в плоде его тысящу сребреник.
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
Виноград мой предо мною: тысяща Соломону и двести стрегущым плод его.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Седяй в вертоградех, и друзие внемлющии гласу твоему: глас твой внуши мне.
14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
Бежи, брате мой, и уподобися серне или юнцу еленей, на горы ароматов.
