Song of Solomon 8
1 Who makes you as a brother to me, Suckling the breasts of my mother? I find you outside, I kiss you, Indeed, they do not despise me,
巴不得你像我的兄弟， 像吃我母亲奶的兄弟； 我在外头遇见你就与你亲嘴， 谁也不轻看我。
2 I lead you, I bring you into my mother’s house, She teaches me, I cause you to drink of the spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,
我必引导你， 领你进我母亲的家； 我可以领受教训， 也就使你喝石榴汁酿的香酒。
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
他的左手必在我头下； 他的右手必将我抱住。
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How you stir up, And how you wake the love until she pleases!
耶路撒冷的众女子啊， 我嘱咐你们： 不要惊动、不要叫醒我所亲爱的， 等他自己情愿。
5 Who [is] this coming from the wilderness, Hastening herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have awoken you, There your mother pledged you, There she [who] bore you gave a pledge.
那靠着良人从旷野上来的是谁呢？ 〔新娘〕 我在苹果树下叫醒你。 你母亲在那里为你劬劳； 生养你的在那里为你劬劳。
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings [are] burnings of fire, a flame of YAH! (Sheol h7585)
求你将我放在你心上如印记， 带在你臂上如戳记。 因为爱情如死之坚强， 嫉恨如阴间之残忍； 所发的电光是火焰的电光， 是耶和华的烈焰。 (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one gives all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down—they tread on it.
爱情，众水不能息灭， 大水也不能淹没。 若有人拿家中所有的财宝要换爱情， 就全被藐视。
8 We have a little sister, and she does not have breasts, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?
我们有一小妹； 她的两乳尚未长成， 人来提亲的日子， 我们当为她怎样办理？
9 If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.
她若是墙， 我们要在其上建造银塔； 她若是门， 我们要用香柏木板围护她。
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
我是墙； 我两乳像其上的楼。 那时，我在他眼中像得平安的人。
11 Solomon has a vineyard in Ba‘al-Hamon, He has given the vineyard to keepers, Each brings for its fruit one thousand pieces of silver;
所罗门在巴力·哈们有一葡萄园； 他将这葡萄园交给看守的人， 为其中的果子必交一千舍客勒银子。
12 My vineyard—my own—is before me, The one thousand [is] for you, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!
我自己的葡萄园在我面前。 所罗门哪，一千舍客勒归你， 二百舍客勒归看守果子的人。
13 The companions are attending to your voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
你这住在园中的， 同伴都要听你的声音， 求你使我也得听见。
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
我的良人哪，求你快来！ 如羚羊或小鹿在香草山上。
