Song of Solomon 4
1 See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove; your hair is as a flock of goats, which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
Се, еси добра, ближняя моя, се, еси добра: очи твои голубине, кроме замолчания твоего: власи твои яко стада козиц, яже открышася от Галаада.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep whose wool is newly cut, which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
Зубы твои яко стада остриженых, яже изыдоша из купели, вся двоеплодны, и неродящия несть в них.
3 Your red lips are like a bright thread, and your mouth is fair of form; the sides of your head are like pomegranate fruit under your veil.
Яко вервь червлена устне твои, и беседа твоя красна: яко оброщение шипка ланиты твоя, кроме замолчания твоего.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David made for a store-house of arms, in which a thousand breastplates are hanging, breastplates for fighting-men.
Яко столп Давидов выя твоя, создан в Фалпиофе: тысяща щитов висит на нем, вся стрелы сильных.
5 Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth, which take their food among the lilies.
Два сосца твоя яко два млада близнца серны, пасомая во кринах,
6 Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
дондеже дхнет день, и подвигнутся сени. Пойду себе к горе смирней и к холму ливанску.
7 You are all fair, my love; there is no mark on you.
Вся добра еси, ближняя моя, и порока несть в тебе.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon; see from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the places of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
Гряди от Ливана, невесто, гряди от Ливана: прииди и прейди из начала Веры, от главы Санира и Аермона, от оград львовых, от гор пардалеов.
9 You have taken away my heart, my sister, my bride; you have taken away my heart, with one look you have taken it, with one chain of your neck!
Сердце наше привлекла еси, сестро моя невесто, сердце наше привлекла еси единым от очию твоею, единым монистом выи твоея.
10 How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!
Что удобреста сосца твоя, сестро моя невесто? Что удобреста сосца твоя паче вина, и воня риз твоих паче всех аромат?
11 Your lips are dropping honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your clothing is like the smell of Lebanon.
Сот искапают устне твои, невесто, мед и млеко под языком твоим, и благовоние риз твоих яко благоухание Ливана.
12 A garden walled-in is my sister, my bride; a garden shut up, a spring of water stopped.
Вертоград заключен сестра моя невеста, вертоград заключен, источник запечатлен.
13 The produce of the garden is pomegranates; with all the best fruits, henna and spikenard,
Леторасли твоя сад шипков с плодом яблочным, кипри с нардами,
14 Spikenard and safron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
нард и шафран, трость и киннамон со всеми древами ливанскими, смирна, алой со всеми первыми мирами,
15 You are a fountain of gardens, a spring of living waters, and flowing waters from Lebanon.
источник вертограда, и кладязь воды живы и истекающия от Ливана.
16 Be awake, O north wind; and come, O south, blowing on my garden, so that its spices may come out. Let my loved one come into his garden, and take of his good fruits.
Востани, севере, и гряди, юже, и повей во вертограде моем, и да потекут ароматы мои.
