Song of Solomon 1
[the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
2 Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
3 Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
4 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
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 black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, 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 Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard 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 Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
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 thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
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 To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
10 Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.
They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
11 We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
12 While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
[is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
14 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
[is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
16 Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
17 The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.
[the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
