Song of Solomon 6
1 Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?
Kamo je otišao dragi tvoj, o najljepša među ženama? Kuda je zamakao dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?
2 My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.
Dragi je moj sišao u svoj vrt k lijehama mirisnog bilja da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.
3 I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.
Ja pripadam dragome svome, dragi moj pripada meni, on pase među ljiljanima.
4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.
Lijepa si, prijateljice moja, kao Tirsa, krasna si kao Jeruzalem, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama.
5 Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
Odvrati oči svoje od mene jer me zbunjuju. Kosa je tvoja kao stado koza koje silaze s Gileada.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca ostriženih kada s kupanja dolaze: idu dvije i dvije kao blizanke i nijedna nije osamljena.
7 Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.
Kao kriške mogranja tvoji su obrazi pod koprenom tvojom.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.
Ima šezdeset kraljica, osamdeset inoča, a djevojaka ni broja se ne zna.
9 My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.
Ali je samo jedna golubica moja, savršena moja, jedina u majke, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidjele su je djevojke i nazvale je blaženom, a kraljice i inoče hvale su joj izrekle.
10 Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?
Tko je ova koja dolazi kao što zora sviće, lijepa kao mjesec, sjajna kao sunce, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.
Siđoh kroz nasade oraha da vidim mladice u dolinama, da pogledam pupaju li vinogradi, cvatu li mogranji.
12 Before I was conscious of it, ...
Ne znam kako, tek želja moja pope me na kola naroda mog kneževskog.
13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.
Vrati se, Sulamko, vrati se, vrati se da te gledamo! Što ćete vidjeti na Sulamki koja pleše u dva zbora?
