Song of Solomon 4
1 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, behold, you [are] beautiful, Your eyes [are] doves behind your veil, Your hair as a row of the goats that have shone from Mount Gilead,
Glej lepotica si, moja ljubezen, glej, lepotica si. Znotraj svojih pramenov imaš oči golobice. Tvoji lasje so kakor trop koz, ki se pojavljajo z gore Gileád.
2 Your teeth as a row of the shorn ones that have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
Tvoji zobje so podobni tropu ovc, ki so gladko ostrižene, ki so prišle gor iz kopanja, od katerih vsaka rodi dvojčke in med njimi ni nobene jalove.
3 As a thread of scarlet [are] your lips, And your speech [is] lovely, As the work of the pomegranate [is] your temple behind your veil,
Tvoje ustnice so podobne škrlatnemu sukancu in tvoj govor je ljubek. Tvoja sènca so podobna koščku granatnega jabolka znotraj tvojih pramenov.
4 As the Tower of David [is] your neck, built for an armory, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.
Tvoj vrat je podoben Davidovemu stolpu, zgrajenemu za orožarno, na katerem visi tisoč majhnih ščitov, vsi ščiti mogočnih ljudi.
5 Your two breasts [are] as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
Tvoji dve dojki sta podobni dvema mladima srnama, ki sta dvojčici, ki se paseta med lilijami.
6 Until the day breaks forth, And the shadows have fled away, I go for myself to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.
Dokler se ne zdani in sence ne odletijo, se bom spravila do gore mire in k hribu kadila.
7 You [are] all beautiful, my friend, And there is not a blemish in you. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
Popolnoma si lepotica, moja ljubezen, madeža ni na tebi.
8 Come from Lebanon, come in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.
Pridi z menoj iz Libanona, moja nevesta, z menoj iz Libanona. Poglej iz vrha Amáne, iz vrha Senírja in Hermona, iz levjih brlogov, z gora leopardov.
9 You have emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of your eyes, With one chain of your neck.
Očarala si moje srce, moja sestra, moja nevesta; z enim izmed svojih očes si očarala moje srce, z eno verižico svojega vratu.
10 How beautiful have been your loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been your loves than wine, And the fragrance of your perfumes than all spices.
Kako poštena je tvoja ljubezen, moja sestra, moja nevesta! Kako mnogo boljša je tvoja ljubezen kakor vino! In vonj tvojih mazil kakor vse dišave.
11 Your lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk [are] under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments [Is] as the fragrance of Lebanon.
Tvoje ustnice, oh moja nevesta, kapljajo kakor satovje. Med in mleko sta pod tvojim jezikom in vonj tvojih oblek je podoben vonju Libanona.
12 A garden shut up [is] my sister-spouse, A spring shut up—a fountain sealed.
Obdan vrt je moja sestra, moja nevesta, zaprt izvir, zapečaten studenec.
13 Your shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,
Tvoje rastline so sadovnjak granatnih jabolk s prijetnimi sadovi; kana z nardo;
14 Cypresses with nard—nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.
narda in žafran; kolmež in cimet, z vsemi kadilnimi drevesi; mira in aloja z vsemi vodilnimi dišavami;
15 A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!
vrtni studenec, vodnjak živih vodá in vodotoki iz Libanona.
16 Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits!
Zbudi se, oh severni veter in pridi jug. Pihaj na moj vrt, da bodo njegove dišave lahko iztekale. Naj moj ljubljeni pride v svoj vrt in jé svoje prijetno sadje.
