Song of Solomon 2
1 I'm just a flower from the plain of Sharon, a lily found in the valleys.
Jaz sem vrtnica Šaróna in dolinska lilija.
2 Just as a lily stands out among the brambles, so you, my darling, stand out among other women.
Kakor lilija med trnjem, tako je moja ljubezen med hčerami.
3 My love is like an apple tree among the forest trees, compared to other young men. I love to sit down in his shade and his fruit tastes sweet to me.
Kakor jablana med gozdnimi drevesi, tak je moj ljubljeni med sinovi. Z velikim veseljem sem se usedla pod njeno senco in njen sad je bil sladek mojemu okusu.
4 He took me to drink of his wine, wanting to show his love for me.
Privedel me je v hišo gostije in njegov prapor nad menoj je bila ljubezen.
5 Feed me raisins to give me energy, give me apples to revive me, for love has made me weak!
Potešite me s flaškoni, tolažite me z jabolki, kajti jaz sem bolna od ljubezni.
6 He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
Njegova leva roka je pod mojo glavo in njegova desnica me objema.
7 Women of Jerusalem, swear to me by the gazelles or the wild deer that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
Naročam vam, oh ve hčere jeruzalemske, pri srnah in pri poljskih košutah, da ne razvnamete niti ne zbudite moje ljubezni, dokler njemu ugaja.
8 Listen! I hear the voice of my love! Look! Here he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping over the hills—
Glas mojega ljubljenega! Glej, prihaja, skače na gorah, poskakuje po hribih.
9 my love is like a gazelle or a young deer! Look, he's there, standing behind our wall, looking through the window, peering through the screen.
Moj ljubljeni je podoben srni ali mlademu jelenu. Glej, stoji za našim zidom, gleda pri oknih, kaže se skozi mrežo.
10 My love calls out to me, “Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me! Just look!
Moj ljubljeni je spregovoril in mi rekel: »Vstani, moja ljubezen, moja lepotica in odleti.
11 Winter has finished; the rains are over and gone.
Kajti glej, zima je minila, dež je mimo in je izginil.
12 Flowers are blooming everywhere; the time when birds sing has come; the call of the turtledove is heard in the countryside.
Cvetlice se pojavljajo na zemlji, prišel je čas petja ptic in glas grlice se sliši v naši deželi,
13 Fig trees start producing ripe fruit, while grape vines blossom, giving off their fragrance. Get up, my darling, my beautiful girl, and come away with me!”
figovo drevo poganja svoje zelene fige in trte z nežnim grozdjem dajejo dober vonj. Vstani, moja ljubezen, moja lepotica in odleti.
14 My dove is out of sight in the crevices of the rock, in the hiding places of the cliff. Please let me see you! Let me hear you! For you speak so sweetly, and you look so beautiful!
Oh moja golobica, ki si v skalnih razpokah, na skrivnih krajih stopnic, naj vidim tvoje obličje, naj slišim tvoj glas, kajti tvoj glas je prijeten in tvoje obličje je ljubko.«
15 Catch the foxes for us, all the little foxes that come and destroy the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom!
Ujemite nama lisice, majhne lisice, ki plenijo trte, kajti najine trte imajo nežno grozdje.
16 My love is mine, and I am his! He feeds among the lilies,
Moj ljubljeni je moj in jaz sem njegova, on pase med lilijami.
17 until the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear. Come back to me, my love, and be like a gazelle or a young deer on the split mountains.
Dokler se ne zdani in sence [ne] odletijo, se obrni, moj ljubljeni in bodi podoben srni ali mlademu jelenu na gorah Beterja.
