Song of Solomon 1
1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
[the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
2 Oh that he might kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy caresses are more pleasant than wine.
Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
3 To the smell are thy fragrant oils pleasant, [like] precious oil poured forth is thy name [famous afar]: therefore do maidens love thee.
To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
4 Oh draw me, after thee will we run: the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will recall thy caresses, more [pleasant] than wine; without deceit [all] love thee.—
Draw me after you let us run he has brought me the king chambers his let us rejoice and let us be glad in you let us bring to remembrance love your more than wine uprightness they love you.
5 Black am I, yet comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
[am] black I and lovely O daughters of Jerusalem like [the] tents of Kedar like [the] tent curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not so at me, because I am somewhat black, because the sun hath looked fiercely at me: my mother's children were angry with me; they appointed me to be keeper of the vineyards; but my vineyard, which is my own, have I not kept.—
May not you look at me who I [am] blackish [on] whom has looked on me the sun [the] sons of mother my they were angry with me they made me [one who] keeps the vineyards own vineyard my which [belongs] to me not I have kept.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest? where lettest thou thy flock rest at noon? for why should I appear like a veiled mourner by the flocks of thy companions?—
Tell! to me [O] whom it loves self my where? will you graze where? will you make [them] lie down at noon which to why? will I be like a veiled [woman] with [the] flocks of companions your.
8 If thou knowest this not, O thou fairest of women, go but forth in the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids around the shepherds' dwellings.—
If not you know yourself O beautiful [one] among women go out yourself in [the] footprints of the flock and pasture young goats your at [the] dwelling places of the shepherds.
9 Unto the horse in Pharaoh's chariot do I compare thee, my beloved.
To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
10 Comely are thy cheeks between strings [of pearls], thy neck with rows [of jewels].
They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
11 Chains of gold will we make for thee with studs of silver.—
Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its [pleasant] smell.
Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.
[is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
14 A copher-cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of 'En-gedi.—
[is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.—
Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
16 Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is [made in the] green [wood].
Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
17 The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress-trees.
[the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
