Song of Solomon 3
1 On my bed at night I sought the one I love; I sought him, but did not find him.
En mi lecho, de noche, busqué al que ama mi alma; le busqué y no le hallé.
2 I will arise now and go about the city, through the streets and squares. I will seek the one I love. So I sought him but did not find him.
Me levantaré, pues, y giraré por la ciudad, por las calles y las plazas; buscaré al que ama mi alma. Le busqué y no le hallé.
3 I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city: “Have you seen the one I love?”
Me encontraron los guardias que hacen la ronda por la ciudad: “¿Habéis visto al que ama mi alma?”
4 I had just passed them when I found the one I love. I held him and would not let go until I had brought him to my mother’s house, to the chamber of the one who conceived me.
Apenas me había apartado de ellos, encontré al que ama mi alma. Lo así y no lo soltaré hasta introducirlo en la casa de mi madre, y en la cámara de la que me dio el ser.
5 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
Os conjuro, oh hijas de Jerusalén, por las gacelas y las ciervas del campo, que no despertéis ni inquietéis a la amada, hasta que ella quiera.
6 Who is this coming up from the wilderness like a column of smoke, scented with myrrh and frankincense from all the spices of the merchant?
¿Qué cosa es esta que sube del desierto, como columna de humo perfumada de mirra e incienso con todos los aromas del mercader?
7 Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage, escorted by sixty of the mightiest men of Israel.
Mirad, es su litera, la de Salomón; sesenta valientes la rodean, de entre los héroes de Israel.
8 All are skilled with the sword, experienced in warfare. Each has his sword at his side prepared for the terror of the night.
Todos ellos manejan la espada, son adiestrados para el combate; todos llevan la espada ceñida, a causa de los peligros de la noche.
9 King Solomon has made his carriage out of the timber of Lebanon.
De maderas del Líbano se hizo el rey Salomón un cenáculo.
10 He has made its posts of silver, its base of gold, its seat of purple fabric. Its interior is inlaid with love by the daughters of Jerusalem.
Hizo de plata sus columnas, de oro el dosel, de púrpura su asiento; su interior está recamado de amor, por las hijas de Jerusalén.
11 Come out, O daughters of Zion, and gaze at King Solomon, wearing the crown his mother bestowed on the day of his wedding— the day of his heart’s rejoicing.
Salid, oh hijas de Sión, a contemplar al rey Salomón con la corona que le tejió su madre en el día de sus desposorios, el día del gozo de su corazón.
