Song of Solomon 8
1 O that you were to me like a brother who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.
Кто даст тя, брате мой, ссуща сосцы матере моея? Обретши тя вне целую тя, и ктому не уничижат мене.
2 I would lead you and bring you to the house of my mother who taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.
Пойму тя, введу тя в дом матере моея и в ложницу заченшия мя: тамо мя научиши: напою тя от вина с вонями строенаго, от воды яблок моих.
3 His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
Шуйца его под главою моею, и десница его оымет мя.
4 O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you: Do not arouse or awaken love until the time is right.
Заклях вас, дщери Иерусалимския, в силах и в крепостех селных: аще подвижете и воздвижете любовь, дондеже аще восхощет.
5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I roused you under the apple tree; there your mother conceived you; there she travailed and brought you forth.
Кто сия восходящая убелена и утвержаема о брате своем? Под яблонею возбудих тя: тамо роди тя мати твоя, тамо поболе тобою рождшая тя.
6 Set me as a seal over your heart, as a seal upon your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as unrelenting as Sheol. Its sparks are fiery flames, the fiercest blaze of all. (Sheol h7585)
Положи мя яко печать на сердцы твоем, яко печать на мышце твоей: зане крепка яко смерть любы, жестока яко ад ревность: крила ея крила огня, (углие огненно) пламы ея. (Sheol h7585)
7 Mighty waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, his offer would be utterly scorned.
Вода многа не может угасити любве, и реки не потопят ея. Аще даст муж все имение свое за любовь, уничижением уничижат его.
8 We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?
Сестра наша мала и сосцу не имать: что сотворим сестре нашей в день, в оньже аще глаголатися будет ей?
9 If she is a wall, we will build a tower of silver upon her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
Аще стена есть, соградим на ней забрала сребряна: и аще дверь есть, напишем на ней дску кедрову.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So I have become in his eyes like one who brings peace.
Аз стена, и сосцы мои яко столпи: аз бех во очию их аки обретающая мир.
11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon. He leased it to the tenants. For its fruit, each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver.
Виноград бысть Соломону во Вееламоне: даде виноград свой стрегущым: муж принесет в плоде его тысящу сребреник.
12 But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.
Виноград мой предо мною: тысяща Соломону и двести стрегущым плод его.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it!
Седяй в вертоградех, и друзие внемлющии гласу твоему: глас твой внуши мне.
14 Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
Бежи, брате мой, и уподобися серне или юнцу еленей, на горы ароматов.
