Song of Solomon 1
1 This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.
| שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים אֲשֶׁר לִשְׁלֹמֹֽה׃ |
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
| יִשָּׁקֵנִי מִנְּשִׁיקוֹת פִּיהוּ כִּֽי־טוֹבִים דֹּדֶיךָ מִיָּֽיִן׃ |
3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
| לְרֵיחַ שְׁמָנֶיךָ טוֹבִים שֶׁמֶן תּוּרַק שְׁמֶךָ עַל־כֵּן עֲלָמוֹת אֲהֵבֽוּךָ׃ |
4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.
| מָשְׁכֵנִי אַחֲרֶיךָ נָּרוּצָה הֱבִיאַנִי הַמֶּלֶךְ חֲדָרָיו נָגִילָה וְנִשְׂמְחָה בָּךְ נַזְכִּירָה דֹדֶיךָ מִיַּיִן מֵישָׁרִים אֲהֵבֽוּךָ׃ |
5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
| שְׁחוֹרָה אֲנִי וְֽנָאוָה בְּנוֹת יְרוּשָׁלָ͏ִם כְּאָהֳלֵי קֵדָר כִּירִיעוֹת שְׁלֹמֹֽה׃ |
6 Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected.
| אַל־תִּרְאוּנִי שֶׁאֲנִי שְׁחַרְחֹרֶת שֶׁשֱּׁזָפַתְנִי הַשָּׁמֶשׁ בְּנֵי אִמִּי נִֽחֲרוּ־בִי שָׂמֻנִי נֹטֵרָה אֶת־הַכְּרָמִים כַּרְמִי שֶׁלִּי לֹא נָטָֽרְתִּי׃ |
7 Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
| הַגִּידָה לִּי שֶׁאָהֲבָה נַפְשִׁי אֵיכָה תִרְעֶה אֵיכָה תַּרְבִּיץ בַּֽצָּהֳרָיִם שַׁלָּמָה אֶֽהְיֶה כְּעֹטְיָה עַל עֶדְרֵי חֲבֵרֶֽיךָ׃ |
8 If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.
| אִם־לֹא תֵדְעִי לָךְ הַיָּפָה בַּנָּשִׁים צְֽאִי־לָךְ בְּעִקְבֵי הַצֹּאן וּרְעִי אֶת־גְּדִיֹּתַיִךְ עַל מִשְׁכְּנוֹת הָרֹעִֽים׃ |
9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
| לְסֻסָתִי בְּרִכְבֵי פַרְעֹה דִּמִּיתִיךְ רַעְיָתִֽי׃ |
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
| נָאווּ לְחָיַיִךְ בַּתֹּרִים צַוָּארֵךְ בַּחֲרוּזִֽים׃ |
11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.
| תּוֹרֵי זָהָב נַעֲשֶׂה־לָּךְ עִם נְקֻדּוֹת הַכָּֽסֶף׃ |
12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
| עַד־שֶׁהַמֶּלֶךְ בִּמְסִבּוֹ נִרְדִּי נָתַן רֵיחֽוֹ׃ |
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
| צְרוֹר הַמֹּר ׀ דּוֹדִי לִי בֵּין שָׁדַי יָלִֽין׃ |
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
| אֶשְׁכֹּל הַכֹּפֶר ׀ דּוֹדִי לִי בְּכַרְמֵי עֵין גֶּֽדִי׃ |
15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
| הִנָּךְ יָפָה רַעְיָתִי הִנָּךְ יָפָה עֵינַיִךְ יוֹנִֽים׃ |
16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
| הִנְּךָ יָפֶה דוֹדִי אַף נָעִים אַף־עַרְשֵׂנוּ רַעֲנָנָֽה׃ |
17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.
| קֹרוֹת בָּתֵּינוּ אֲרָזִים רחיטנו רַהִיטֵנוּ בְּרוֹתִֽים׃ |
