Song of Solomon 5
1 I have come to 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. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved.
--Aku datang ke kebunku, dinda, pengantinku, kukumpulkan mur dan rempah-rempahku, kumakan sambangku dan maduku, kuminum anggurku dan susuku. Makanlah, teman-teman, minumlah, minumlah sampai mabuk cinta!
2 I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
Aku tidur, tetapi hatiku bangun. Dengarlah, kekasihku mengetuk. "Bukalah pintu, dinda, manisku, merpatiku, idam-idamanku, karena kepalaku penuh embun, dan rambutku penuh tetesan embun malam!"
3 I have taken off my robe— must I put it back on? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again?
"Bajuku telah kutanggalkan, apakah aku akan mengenakannya lagi? Kakiku telah kubasuh, apakah aku akan mengotorkannya pula?"
4 My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him.
Kekasihku memasukkan tangannya melalui lobang pintu, berdebar-debarlah hatiku.
5 I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.
Aku bangun untuk membuka pintu bagi kekasihku, tanganku bertetesan mur; bertetesan cairan mur jari-jariku pada pegangan kancing pintu.
6 I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him, but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer.
Kekasihku kubukakan pintu, tetapi kekasihku sudah pergi, lenyap. Seperti pingsan aku ketika ia menghilang. Kucari dia, tetapi tak kutemui, kupanggil, tetapi tak disahutnya.
7 I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls.
Aku ditemui peronda-peronda kota, dipukulinya aku, dilukainya, selendangku dirampas oleh penjaga-penjaga tembok.
8 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
Kusumpahi kamu, puteri-puteri Yerusalem: bila kamu menemukan kekasihku, apakah yang akan kamu katakan kepadanya? Katakanlah, bahwa sakit asmara aku!
9 How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so?
--Apakah kelebihan kekasihmu dari pada kekasih yang lain, hai jelita di antara wanita? Apakah kelebihan kekasihmu dari pada kekasih yang lain, sehingga kausumpahi kami begini?
10 My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.
--Putih bersih dan merah cerah kekasihku, menyolok mata di antara selaksa orang.
11 His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven.
Bagaikan emas, emas murni, kepalanya, rambutnya mengombak, hitam seperti gagak.
12 His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels.
Matanya bagaikan merpati pada batang air, bermandi dalam susu, duduk pada kolam yang penuh.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
Pipinya bagaikan bedeng rempah-rempah, petak-petak rempah-rempah akar. Bunga-bunga bakung bibirnya, bertetesan cairan mur.
14 His arms are rods of gold set with beryl. His body is an ivory panel bedecked with sapphires.
Tangannya bundaran emas, berhiaskan permata Tarsis, tubuhnya ukiran dari gading, bertabur batu nilam.
15 His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, as majestic as the cedars.
Kakinya adalah tiang-tiang marmar putih, bertumpu pada alas emas murni. Perawakannya seperti gunung Libanon, terpilih seperti pohon-pohon aras.
16 His mouth is most sweet; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Kata-katanya manis semata-mata, segala sesuatu padanya menarik. Demikianlah kekasihku, demikianlah temanku, hai puteri-puteri Yerusalem.
