Song of Solomon 6
1 Where is your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? where is your beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with you.
Where? has he gone lover your O beautiful [one] among women where? has he turned lover your so we may seek him with you.
2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Lover my he has gone down to garden his to [the] beds of spice to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feeds among the lilies.
I [belong] to lover my and lover my [belongs] to me who [is] grazing (among the lilies. *L(abh)*)
4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
[are] beautiful You O friend my like Tirzah lovely like Jerusalem majestic like hosts with banners.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Turn eyes your from before me that they they have confused me hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that they have descended from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of ewes that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring not among them.
7 As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.
[is] like [the] slice of Pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.
8 There are three score queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
[are] sixty They queens and eighty concubines and young women there not [is] a number.
9 My dove, my 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 blessed her; yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
[is] one She dove my perfect [one] my [is] one [daughter] she of mother her [is] a pure [daughter] she of [the] [one who] bore her they saw her daughters and they called blessed her queens and concubines and they praised her.
10 Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
Who? this [is] the [one who] looks down like [the] dawn beautiful like the full moon pure like the sun majestic like hosts with banners.
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
To a garden of nut[s] I went down to look on [the] green shoots of the wadi to see ¿ had it budded the vine had they bloomed? the pomegranates.
12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
Not I knew desire my it set me [the] chariots of (people of prince. *L(a+V)*)
13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look on you. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
Return return O Shulammite [woman] return return so we may look on you why? will you look on the Shulammite [woman] like [the] dance of the two groups.
