Song of Solomon 6
1 Chorus to Bride: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you?
Kuda otide dragi tvoj, najljepša meðu ženama? kuda zamaèe dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?
2 Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies.
Dragi moj siðe u vrt svoj, k lijehama mirisnoga bilja, da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.
3 I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
Ja sam dragoga svojega, i moj je dragi moj, koji pase meðu ljiljanima.
4 Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
Lijepa si, draga moja, kao Tersa, krasna si kao Jerusalim, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama.
5 Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.
Odvrati oèi svoje od mene, jer me raspaljuju. Kosa ti je kao stado koza koje se vide na Galadu.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca kad izlaze iz kupala, koje se sve blizne a nijedne nema jalove.
7 Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
Jagodice su tvoje izmeðu vitica tvojih kao kriška šipka.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
Šezdeset ima carica i osamdeset inoèa, i djevojaka bez broja;
9 One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her.
Ali je jedna golubica moja, bezazlena moja, jedinica u matere svoje, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidješe je djevojke i nazivaše je blaženom; i carice i inoèe hvališe je.
10 Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
Ko je ona što se vidi kao zora, lijepa kao mjesec, èista kao sunce, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama?
11 Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds.
Siðoh u orašje da vidim voæe u dolu, da vidim cvate li vinova loza, pupe li šipci.
12 I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab.
Ne doznah ništa, a duša me moja posadi na kola Aminadavova.
13 Chorus to Bride: Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you. Chorus to Groom: What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
Vrati se, vrati se Sulamko, vrati se, vrati se, da te gledamo. Šta æete gledati na Sulamci? kao èete vojnièke.
