Song of Solomon 5
1 Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
Да снидет брат мои в вертоград свой и да яст плод овощий своих. Внидох в вертоград мой, сестро моя невесто: оымах смирну мою со ароматами моими, ядох хлеб мой с медом моим, пих вино мое с млеком моим. Ядите, ближнии, и пийте и упийтеся, братия.
2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
Аз сплю, а сердце мое бдит: глас брата моего ударяет в двери: отверзи ми, сестро моя, ближняя моя, голубице моя, совершенная моя: яко глава моя наполнися росы, и власи мои капель нощных.
3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
Совлекохся ризы моея, како облекуся в ню? Умых нозе мои, како оскверню их?
4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
Брат мой посла руку свою сквозе скважню, и чрево мое вострепета от него.
5 I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
Востах аз отверсти брату моему: руце мои искапаша смирну, персты мои смирны полны на руках заключения.
6 I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
Отверзох аз брату моему: брат мой прейде. Душа моя изыде в слово его: взысках его, и не обретох его: звах его, и не послуша мене.
7 The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Обретоша мя стражие обходящии во граде: биша мя, язвиша мя, взяша верхнюю ризу от мене стражие стеннии.
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
Заклях вы, дщери Иерусалимския, в силах и в крепостех селных: аще обрящете брата моего, возвестите ему, яко уязвлена любовию аз есмь.
9 What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
Что брат твой паче брата, добрая в женах? Что брат твой от брата, яко тако закляла еси нас?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
Брат мой бел и чермен, избран от тем:
11 His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
глава его злато избранно, власы его кудрявы, черны яко вран:
12 His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
очи его яко голубицы на исполнениих вод, измовени во млеце, седящыя в наполнениих (вод):
13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.
ланиты его аки фиалы аромат, прозябающыя благовоние: устне его крины, каплющии смирну полну:
14 His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
руце его обточены златы, наполнены фарсиса: чрево его сосуд слоновый на камени сапфирове:
15 His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
лыста его столпи марморовы, основани на степенех златых: вид его яко Ливан, избран яко кедрове:
16 His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
гортань его сладость, и весь желание: сей брат мой и сей ближний мой, дщери Иерусалимли.
