Song of Solomon 1
1 This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
osculetur me osculo oris sui quia meliora sunt ubera tua vino
3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
fraglantia unguentis optimis oleum effusum nomen tuum ideo adulescentulae dilexerunt te
4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.
trahe me post te curremus introduxit me rex in cellaria sua exultabimus et laetabimur in te memores uberum tuorum super vinum recti diligunt te
5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
nigra sum sed formonsa filiae Hierusalem sicut tabernacula Cedar sicut pelles Salomonis
6 Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected.
nolite me considerare quod fusca sim quia decoloravit me sol filii matris meae pugnaverunt contra me posuerunt me custodem in vineis vineam meam non custodivi
7 Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
indica mihi quem diligit anima mea ubi pascas ubi cubes in meridie ne vagari incipiam per greges sodalium tuorum
8 If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.
si ignoras te o pulchra inter mulieres egredere et abi post vestigia gregum et pasce hedos tuos iuxta tabernacula pastorum
9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
equitatui meo in curribus Pharaonis adsimilavi te amica mea
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
pulchrae sunt genae tuae sicut turturis collum tuum sicut monilia
11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.
murenulas aureas faciemus tibi vermiculatas argento
12 While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
dum esset rex in accubitu suo nardus mea dedit odorem suum
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
fasciculus murrae dilectus meus mihi inter ubera mea commorabitur
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
botrus cypri dilectus meus mihi in vineis Engaddi
15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
ecce tu pulchra es amica mea ecce tu pulchra oculi tui columbarum
16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.
ecce tu pulcher es dilecte mi et decorus lectulus noster floridus
17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.
tigna domorum nostrarum cedrina laquearia nostra cypressina
