Song of Solomon 4
1 How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
Engkau cantik jelita, manisku, sungguh, engkau cantik jelita. Matamu di balik cadarmu bagaikan merpati; rambutmu seperti kawanan kambing yang menuruni bukit-bukit Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
Gigimu putih seperti kawanan domba yang baru dicukur dan dimandikan; berpasangan seperti anak-anak domba kembar, satu pun tidak ada yang hilang.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
Bibirmu bagaikan seutas pita merah, dan eloklah mulutmu. Pipimu seperti belahan buah delima, tersembunyi di balik cadarmu.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.
Lehermu bagaikan menara Daud, yang dibangun untuk menyimpan senjata. Kalungmu serupa seribu perisai, gada para pahlawan semuanya.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
Buah dadamu laksana dua anak rusa, anak kembar kijang yang tengah merumput di antara bunga-bunga bakung.
6 Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
Ingin aku pergi ke gunung mur, ke bukit kemenyan, sampai berhembus angin pagi, yang melenyapkan kegelapan malam.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
Engkau cantik sekali, manisku, tiada cacat padamu.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
Mari kita turun dari Libanon, pengantinku, mari kita turun dari Libanon. Turunlah dari puncak Amana, dari puncak Senir dan Hermon, tempat tinggal macan tutul dan singa.
9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
Engkau menawan hatiku, dinda, pengantinku, engkau menawan hatiku dengan pandanganmu, dengan permata indah pada kalungmu.
10 How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
Betapa nikmat cintamu, dinda, pengantinku, jauh lebih nikmat daripada anggur. Minyakmu harum semerbak, melebihi segala macam rempah.
11 Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
Manis kata-katamu, pengantinku, seperti madu murni dan susu. Pakaianmu seharum Gunung Libanon.
12 My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
Kekasihku adalah kebun bertembok, kebun bertembok, mata air terkunci.
13 Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
Di sana tumbuh pohon-pohon delima, dengan buah-buah yang paling lezat. Bunga pacar dan narwastu,
14 with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
narwastu, kunyit, kayu manis dan tebu, dengan macam-macam pohon kemenyan. Mur dan gaharu, dengan macam-macam rempah pilihan.
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon.
Mata air di kebunku membualkan air hidup yang mengalir dari Libanon!
16 Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.
Bangunlah, hai angin utara, datanglah, hai angin selatan! Bertiuplah di kebunku, biar harumnya semerbak. Semoga kekasihku datang ke kebunnya, dan makan buah-buahnya yang lezat.
