Song of Songs 6
1 Whither is your kinsman gone, you beautiful among women? whither has your kinsman turned aside? [tell us], and we will 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 kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed [his flock] 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 kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who 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 fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as [armies] set in array.
[are] beautiful You O friend my like Tirzah lovely like Jerusalem majestic like hosts with banners.
5 Turn away your eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: your hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.
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 flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.
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 Your cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, [being seen] without your veil.
[is] like [the] slice of Pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
[are] sixty They queens and eighty concubines and young women there not [is] a number.
9 My dove, my perfect one is one; she is the [only] one of her mother; she is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed, yes, and the concubines, and they will praise 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 this that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, choice as the sun, terrible as [armies] set in array?
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 to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, [if] the pomegranates blossomed.
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 There I will give you my breasts: my soul knew [it] not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
Not I knew desire my it set me [the] chariots of (people of prince. *L(a+V)*)
13 Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at you. What will you see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of 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.
