Song of Solomon 2
1 Bride: I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys.
I am [like] [MET] a flower/rose from the Sharon [Plain], and [like] [MET] a lily [that grows] in a valley.
2 Groom: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the daughters.
Among the [other] young women, the one whom I love is like [MET] a lily [growing] among thorns!
3 Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
And among [the other] men, you, the man who loves me, are like [MET] an apple/fruit tree [that grows] in the forest. [You are like a tree whose] shadow [protects me from the sun], and your [being close to me] [EUP] is like [MET] eating sweet fruit.
4 He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.
You led me to the (banquet room/room where we could make love), and it is evident that you love me very much.
5 Prop me up with flowers. Close me in with apples. For I languish through love.
Refresh me and strengthen me [with your lovemaking] [like I am refreshed by eating] [MET, EUP] raisins and other fruit, because I very much desire that you love me even more.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
Put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.
7 Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the does and the stags of the open field, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, even for as long as she wills.
You young women of Jerusalem, solemnly promise me, while the does and gazelles [are listening], that you will not disturb us while we are making love until we are ready to quit.
8 Bride to Chorus: The voice of my beloved! Behold, he arrives leaping along the mountains, jumping across the hills.
I hear the voice of the man who loves me. [It is as though] [MET] he is leaping over the mountains and skipping over the hills
9 My beloved is like a doe and like a young stag. Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.
like [SIM] a deer or a gazelle. Now he is standing outside the wall of our house, looking in the window, and peering through the (lattice/wooden strips inside the window frame).
10 Lo, my beloved speaks to me: Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.
He spoke to me and said, “You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me [CHI]!
11 For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.
Look, the (winter/cold season) is ended; the rain has stopped;
12 The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.
13 The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.
There are young/new figs on the fig trees, and there are blossoms on the grapevines and their fragrance fills the air. You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me!
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.
[You are like] [MET] a dove that is hiding [far from me] in an opening/crack in the rocky cliff. Show me your face, and allow me to hear your voice, because your voice is sweet-sounding and your face is lovely [CHI].”
15 Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished.
[There are other men who are like] [MET] little jackals/foxes that ruin vineyards; do not allow [those men to attack me].
16 Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies,
You who love me, I belong to you and you belong to me, and you [experience pleasure when you kiss] my lips [like] [MET] a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.
17 until the day rises and the shadows decline. Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.
You who love me, come and be like [SIM] a gazelle or like a young deer on the hills of Bether, and then flee like a deer at dawn [tomorrow morning], when the darkness fades.
