Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
osculetur me osculo oris sui quia meliora sunt ubera tua vino
3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
fraglantia unguentis optimis oleum effusum nomen tuum ideo adulescentulae dilexerunt te
4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
trahe me post te curremus introduxit me rex in cellaria sua exultabimus et laetabimur in te memores uberum tuorum super vinum recti diligunt te
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
nigra sum sed formonsa filiae Hierusalem sicut tabernacula Cedar sicut pelles Salomonis
6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
nolite me considerare quod fusca sim quia decoloravit me sol filii matris meae pugnaverunt contra me posuerunt me custodem in vineis vineam meam non custodivi
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
indica mihi quem diligit anima mea ubi pascas ubi cubes in meridie ne vagari incipiam per greges sodalium tuorum
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.
si ignoras te o pulchra inter mulieres egredere et abi post vestigia gregum et pasce hedos tuos iuxta tabernacula pastorum
9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
equitatui meo in curribus Pharaonis adsimilavi te amica mea
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
pulchrae sunt genae tuae sicut turturis collum tuum sicut monilia
11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
murenulas aureas faciemus tibi vermiculatas argento
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
dum esset rex in accubitu suo nardus mea dedit odorem suum
13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
fasciculus murrae dilectus meus mihi inter ubera mea commorabitur
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
botrus cypri dilectus meus mihi in vineis Engaddi
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
ecce tu pulchra es amica mea ecce tu pulchra oculi tui columbarum
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
ecce tu pulcher es dilecte mi et decorus lectulus noster floridus
17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
tigna domorum nostrarum cedrina laquearia nostra cypressina
