Song of Solomon 5
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride; I have plucked my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my sugar-cane with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, ye companions; drink, yea, drink abundantly, ye friends.—
Yo vine a mi huerto, o! hermana, esposa mía; yo cogí mi mirra, y mis especias. Yo comí mi panal, y mi miel: yo bebí mi vino, y mi leche. Coméd amigos, bebéd amados, y embriagáos.
2 I slept, but my heart was awake: [there was] the voice of my beloved that knocked, “Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my guiltless one; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.”
Yo duermo, y mi corazón vela. La voz de mi amado, que toca a la puerta, diciendo: Ábreme, hermana mía, amor mío, paloma mía, mi sin mancilla, porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, mis guedejas de las gotas de la noche.
3 I have put off my coat: how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet: how shall I defile them?
He desnudado mi ropa, ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies, ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
4 My friend stretched forth his hand through the opening, and my inmost parts were moved for him.
Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero de la puerta, y mis entrañas rugieron dentro de mí.
5 I rose up myself to open for my friend; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with fluid myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
Yo me levanté para abrir a mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que pasaba sobre las aldabas del candado.
6 I indeed opened for my beloved; but my beloved had vanished, and was gone: my soul had failed me while he was speaking; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he answered me not.
Yo abrí a mi amado: mas mi amado era ya ido, ya había pasado; y mi alma salió tras su hablar, le busqué, y no le hallé: le llamé, y no me respondió.
7 Then found me the watchmen that walked about the city; they smote me, they wounded me: they took away my vail from me, they that watched the walls.
Halláronme las guardas, que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima, las guardas de los muros.
8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? that I am sick of love.—
Yo os conjuro, o! hijas de Jerusalem, que si hallareis a mi amado, que le hagáis saber, que de amor estoy enferma.
9 What is thy friend more than another's friend, O thou fairest of women? what is thy friend more than another's friend, that thus thou adjurest us?—
¿Qué es tu amado más que los otros amados, o! la más hermosa de todas las mujeres? ¿qué es tu amado más que los otros amados, que así nos has conjurado?
10 My friend is white and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.
Mi amado es blanco, rubio, mas señalado que diez mil.
11 His head is bright as the finest gold, his locks are like waving foliage, and black as a raven.
Su cabeza, oro fino; sus guedejas crespas, negras como el cuervo:
12 His eyes are like [those of] doves by streamlets of waters, bathed in milk, well fitted in their setting.
Sus ojos, como de las palomas, que están junto a los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, que están junto a la abundancia.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as turrets of sweet perfumes: his lips, like lilies, dropping with fluid myrrh.
Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, como las flores de las especias: sus labios, lirios que gotean mirra que pasa.
14 His hands are like wheels of gold beset with the chrysolite: his body, an image made of ivory overlaid with sapphires.
Sus manos, anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, blanco marfil cubierto de zafiros.
15 His legs are like pillars of marble, resting upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent like the cedars.
Sus piernas, columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de oro fino: su vista como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.
16 His palate is full of sweets, and every thing in him is agreeable. This is my friend, and this is my beloved, O daughters of Jerusalem.—
Su paladar, dulzuras, y todo él deseos. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, o! hijas de Jerusalem.
