Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
[the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
2 Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
3 Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
4 Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
Draw me after you let us run he has brought me the king chambers his let us rejoice and let us be glad in you let us bring to remembrance love your more than wine uprightness they love you.
5 I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
[am] black I and lovely O daughters of Jerusalem like [the] tents of Kedar like [the] tent curtains of Solomon.
6 Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.
May not you look at me who I [am] blackish [on] whom has looked on me the sun [the] sons of mother my they were angry with me they made me [one who] keeps the vineyards own vineyard my which [belongs] to me not I have kept.
7 Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?
Tell! to me [O] whom it loves self my where? will you graze where? will you make [them] lie down at noon which to why? will I be like a veiled [woman] with [the] flocks of companions your.
8 If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.
If not you know yourself O beautiful [one] among women go out yourself in [the] footprints of the flock and pasture young goats your at [the] dwelling places of the shepherds.
9 I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
10 Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
11 We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
12 While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
13 As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
[is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
14 My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
[is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
15 See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
16 See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
17 Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.
[the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
