Song of Songs 3
1 By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he listened not to me.
Ponoči sem na svoji postelji iskala njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša; iskala sem ga, toda nisem ga našla.
2 I will rise now, and go about in the city, in the marketplaces, and in the streets, and I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
Sedaj se bom dvignila in šla okoli mesta, po ulicah in po širokih poteh bom iskala njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša. Iskala sem ga, toda nisem ga našla.
3 The watchmen who go their rounds in the city found me. [I said], Have you seen him whom my soul loves?
Stražarji, ki hodijo po mestu, so me našli, ki sem jim rekla: »Ali ste videli njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša?«
4 [It was] as a little [while] after I parted from them, that I found him whom my soul loves: I held him, and did not let him go, until I brought him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
Ni bilo dolgo, ko sem odšla od njih, vendar sem našla tistega, ki ga ljubi moja duša. Prijela sem ga in ga nisem hotela izpustiti, dokler ga nisem privedla v hišo svoje matere in v sobo nje, ki me je spočela.
5 I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you rouse not nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Naročam vam, oh hčere jeruzalemske, pri srnah in pri poljskih košutah, da ne razvnamete niti ne zbudite moje ljubezni, dokler njemu ugaja.
6 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness as pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the perfumer?
Kdo je ta, ki prihaja iz divjine, podobna stebrom dima, odišavljena z miro in kadilom, z vsemi trgovčevimi praški?
7 Behold Solomon's bed; sixty mighty men of the mighty ones of Israel are round about it.
Poglej njegovo posteljo, ki je Salomonova. Šestdeset hrabrih mož je okoli nje, izmed Izraelovih hrabrih.
8 They all hold a sword, being expert in war: every man [has] his sword upon his thigh because of fear by night.
Vsi držijo meče, izkušeni so v vojni; vsak človek ima svoj meč na svojem stegnu zaradi strahu ponoči.
9 King Solomon made himself a litter of woods of Lebanon.
Kralj Salomon si je naredil bojni voz iz libanonskega lesa.
10 He made the pillars of it silver, the bottom of it gold, the covering of it scarlet, in the midst of it a pavement of love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
Njegove stebre je naredil iz srebra, njegovo dno iz zlata, njegovo pokrivalo iz škrlata, njegova sreda je bila tlakovana z ljubeznijo do jeruzalemskih hčera.
11 Go forth, you daughters of Sion, and behold king Solomon, with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him, in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Pojdite ven, oh hčere sionske in glejte kralja Salomona s krono, s katero ga je na dan njegovih zarok kronala njegova mati in na dan veselja njegovega srca.
