Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes within your locks: your hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
Engkau cantik jelita, manisku, sungguh, engkau cantik jelita. Matamu di balik cadarmu bagaikan merpati; rambutmu seperti kawanan kambing yang menuruni bukit-bukit Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
Gigimu putih seperti kawanan domba yang baru dicukur dan dimandikan; berpasangan seperti anak-anak domba kembar, satu pun tidak ada yang hilang.
3 Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely: your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.
Bibirmu bagaikan seutas pita merah, dan eloklah mulutmu. Pipimu seperti belahan buah delima, tersembunyi di balik cadarmu.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David built for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
Lehermu bagaikan menara Daud, yang dibangun untuk menyimpan senjata. Kalungmu serupa seribu perisai, gada para pahlawan semuanya.
5 Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
Buah dadamu laksana dua anak rusa, anak kembar kijang yang tengah merumput di antara bunga-bunga bakung.
6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Ingin aku pergi ke gunung mur, ke bukit kemenyan, sampai berhembus angin pagi, yang melenyapkan kegelapan malam.
7 You are all fair, my love; there is no spot in you.
Engkau cantik sekali, manisku, tiada cacat padamu.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Mari kita turun dari Libanon, pengantinku, mari kita turun dari Libanon. Turunlah dari puncak Amana, dari puncak Senir dan Hermon, tempat tinggal macan tutul dan singa.
9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
Engkau menawan hatiku, dinda, pengantinku, engkau menawan hatiku dengan pandanganmu, dengan permata indah pada kalungmu.
10 How fair is your love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is your love than wine! and the smell of your ointments than all spices!
Betapa nikmat cintamu, dinda, pengantinku, jauh lebih nikmat daripada anggur. Minyakmu harum semerbak, melebihi segala macam rempah.
11 Your lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
Manis kata-katamu, pengantinku, seperti madu murni dan susu. Pakaianmu seharum Gunung Libanon.
12 A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Kekasihku adalah kebun bertembok, kebun bertembok, mata air terkunci.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
Di sana tumbuh pohon-pohon delima, dengan buah-buah yang paling lezat. Bunga pacar dan narwastu,
14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
narwastu, kunyit, kayu manis dan tebu, dengan macam-macam pohon kemenyan. Mur dan gaharu, dengan macam-macam rempah pilihan.
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
Mata air di kebunku membualkan air hidup yang mengalir dari Libanon!
16 Awake, O north wind; and come, you south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
Bangunlah, hai angin utara, datanglah, hai angin selatan! Bertiuplah di kebunku, biar harumnya semerbak. Semoga kekasihku datang ke kebunnya, dan makan buah-buahnya yang lezat.
