Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.
O da bi mi brat bio, da bi sao sise matere moje! našavši te na polju poljubila bih te, i ne bih bila prijekorna.
2 I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
Povela bih te i dovela bih te u kuæu matere svoje; ti bi me uèio, a ja bih te pojila vinom mirisavijem, sokom od šipaka.
3 His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.
Lijeva je ruka njegova meni pod glavom a desnom me grli.
4 I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?
Zaklinjem vas, kæeri Jerusalimske, ne budite ljubavi moje, ne budite je, dokle joj ne bude volja.
5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.
Ko je ona što ide gore iz pustinje naslanjajuæi se na dragoga svoga? Pod jabukom probudih te, gdje te rodi mati tvoja, gdje te rodi roditeljka tvoja.
6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah. (Sheol h7585)
Metni me kao peèat na srce svoje, kao peèat na mišicu svoju. Jer je ljubav jaka kao smrt, i ljubavna sumnja tvrda kao grob; žar je njezin kao žar ognjen, plamen Božji. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
Mnoga voda ne može ugasiti ljubavi, niti je rijeke potopiti. Da ko daje sve imanje doma svojega za tu ljubav, osramotio bi se.
8 We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? —
Imamo sestru malenu, koja još nema dojaka. Šta æemo èiniti sa sestrom svojom kad bude rijeè o njoj?
9 If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Ako je zid, sagradiæemo na njemu dvor od srebra; ako li vrata, utvrdiæemo ih daskama kedrovijem.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
Ja sam zid i dojke su moje kao kule. Tada postah u oèima njegovijem kao ona koja naðe mir.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.
Vinograd imaše Solomun u Valamonu; dade vinograd èuvarima da svaki donosi za rod njegov po tisuæu srebrnika.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.
Moj vinograd koji ja imam, preda mnom je. Neka tebi, Solomune, tisuæa, i dvije stotine onima koji èuvaju rod njegov.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].
Koja nastavaš u vrtovima! drugovi slušaju glas tvoj, daj mi da ga èujem.
14 Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
Brže, dragi moj! i budi kao srna ili kao jelenèe na gorama mirisnijem.
