Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
Where? has he gone lover your O beautiful [one] among women where? has he turned lover your so we may seek him with you.
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
Lover my he has gone down to garden his to [the] beds of spice to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
I [belong] to lover my and lover my [belongs] to me who [is] grazing (among the lilies. *L(abh)*)
4 You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
[are] beautiful You O friend my like Tirzah lovely like Jerusalem majestic like hosts with banners.
5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
Turn eyes your from before me that they they have confused me hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that they have descended from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of ewes that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring not among them.
7 Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
[is] like [the] slice of Pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.
8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
[are] sixty They queens and eighty concubines and young women there not [is] a number.
9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
[is] one She dove my perfect [one] my [is] one [daughter] she of mother her [is] a pure [daughter] she of [the] [one who] bore her they saw her daughters and they called blessed her queens and concubines and they praised her.
10 Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
Who? this [is] the [one who] looks down like [the] dawn beautiful like the full moon pure like the sun majestic like hosts with banners.
11 I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
To a garden of nut[s] I went down to look on [the] green shoots of the wadi to see ¿ had it budded the vine had they bloomed? the pomegranates.
12 Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
Not I knew desire my it set me [the] chariots of (people of prince. *L(a+V)*)
13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?
Return return O Shulammite [woman] return return so we may look on you why? will you look on the Shulammite [woman] like [the] dance of the two groups.
