Song of Solomon 6
1 Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.
Kam je odšel tvoj ljubljeni, oh najlepša med ženami? Kam se je tvoj ljubljeni obrnil? Da ga bomo lahko iskale s teboj.
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
Moj ljubljeni je odšel dol v svoj vrt, k posteljam iz dišav, da pase na vrtovih in da nabira lilije.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
Jaz sem svojega ljubljenega in moj ljubljeni je moj; med lilijami pase.
4 Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
Krasna si, oh moja ljubezen, kakor Tirca, ljubka kakor Jeruzalem, strašna kakor vojska s prapori.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.
Svoje oči odvrni od mene, kajti prevzele so me. Tvoji lasje so kakor trop koz, ki se pojavljajo iz Gileáda.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
Tvoji zobje so kakor trop ovc, ki gredo gor s kopanja, od katerih vsaka rojeva dvojčke in med njimi ni niti ene jalove.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
Kakor košček granatnega jabolka so tvoja sènca znotraj tvojih pramenov.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:
Šestdeset je kraljic in osemdeset priležnic in devic brez števila.
9 My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Moja golobica, moja neomadeževana je le ena, je samo ena od svoje matere, je izbranka nje, ki jo je rodila. Hčere so jo videle in jo blagoslovile, da, kraljice in priležnice in so jo hvalile.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops with banners?
Kdo je tista, ki gleda kakor jutro, lepa kakor luna, čista kakor sonce in strašna kakor vojska s prapori?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.
Odšla sem dol v orehov vrt, da vidim sadove doline in da vidim, če trta cveti in granatna jabolka brste.
12 Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people.
Preden sem se zavedla, me je moja duša naredila podobno Aminadábovim bojnim vozovom.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. — What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? — As it were the dance of two camps.
Vrni se, vrni se, oh Šulámka, vrni se, vrni se, da te lahko pogledamo. Kaj boste videli na Šulámki? Kot bi bila to skupina dveh vojsk.
