Song of Solomon 2
1 As a lily among the thorns,
I [am] [the] crocus of Sharon lily of the valleys.
2 So [is] my friend among the daughters!
Like a lily between the thorns [is] so friend my between the daughters.
3 As a citron among trees of the forest, So [is] my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit [is] sweet to my palate.
Like an apple tree among [the] trees of the forest [is] so lover my between the sons in shade his I desired and I sat and fruit his [was] sweet to palate my.
4 He has brought me to a house of wine, And his banner over me [is] love,
He has brought me into [the] house of wine and standard his over me [is] love.
5 Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I [am] sick with love.
Sustain me with raisin-cakes refresh me with apples for [am] weak of love I.
6 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
Left [hand] his [is] under head my and right [hand] his it embraces me.
7 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor wake the love until she pleases!
I adjure you O daughters of Jerusalem by gazelles or by [the] does of the field if you will awaken - and if you will arouse love until that it will please.
8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, this—he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
[the] sound of Lover my there! this [is] coming [is] leaping over the mountains [is] bounding over the hills.
9 My beloved [is] like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Behold, this—he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
[is] like Lover my a gazelle or [the] fawn of the deer there! this [is] standing behind wall our [is] gazing from the windows [is] peering from the lattices.
10 My beloved has answered and said to me, “Rise up, my friend, my beautiful one, and come away,
He answered lover my and he said to me arise yourself O friend my beautiful [one] my and come yourself.
11 For behold, the winter has passed by, The rain has passed away—it has gone.
For there! (the winter *Q(K)*) it has passed the rain it has passed away it has gone itself.
12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing has come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,
The blossoms they have appeared in the land [the] time of pruning it has arrived and [the] sound of the turtle-dove it has been heard in land our.
13 The fig tree has ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my beautiful one, indeed, come away.
The fig tree it has ripened early figs its and the vines - blossom they have given forth odor arise (yourself *Q(K)*) O friend my beautiful [one] my and come yourself.
14 My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see your appearance, Cause me to hear your voice, For your voice [is] sweet, and your appearance lovely.”
O dove my in [the] clefts of the rock in [the] hiding place of the steep place let see me form your cause to hear me voice your for voice your [is] sweet and form your [is] lovely.
15 Seize for us foxes, Little foxes—destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
Seize for us foxes foxes small [which] ruin vineyards and vineyards our [are] blossom.
16 My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
Lover my [belongs] to me and I [belong] to him who [is] grazing among the lilies.
17 Until the day breaks forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
Until that will breathe the day and they will flee the shadows turn be like yourself O lover my a gazelle or [the] fawn of the deer on [the] mountains of ravine[s].
