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， 像吃我母親奶的兄弟； 我在外頭遇見你就與你親嘴， 誰也不輕看我。
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,
我必引導你， 領你進我母親的家； 我可以領受教訓， 也就使你喝石榴汁釀的香酒。
3 His left hand [is] under my head, And his right embraces me.
他的左手必在我頭下； 他的右手必將我抱住。
4 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How you stir up, And how you wake the love until she pleases!
耶路撒冷的眾女子啊， 我囑咐你們： 不要驚動、不要叫醒我所親愛的， 等他自己情願。
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.
那靠着良人從曠野上來的是誰呢？ 〔新娘〕 我在蘋果樹下叫醒你。 你母親在那裏為你劬勞； 生養你的在那裏為你劬勞。
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)
求你將我放在你心上如印記， 帶在你臂上如戳記。 因為愛情如死之堅強， 嫉恨如陰間之殘忍； 所發的電光是火焰的電光， 是耶和華的烈焰。 (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.
愛情，眾水不能熄滅， 大水也不能淹沒。 若有人拿家中所有的財寶要換愛情， 就全被藐視。
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?
我們有一小妹； 她的兩乳尚未長成， 人來提親的日子， 我們當為她怎樣辦理？
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.
她若是牆， 我們要在其上建造銀塔； 她若是門， 我們要用香柏木板圍護她。
10 I [am] a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.
我是牆； 我兩乳像其上的樓。 那時，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;
所羅門在巴力‧哈們有一葡萄園； 他將這葡萄園交給看守的人， 為其中的果子必交一千舍客勒銀子。
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!
我自己的葡萄園在我面前。 所羅門哪，一千舍客勒歸你， 二百舍客勒歸看守果子的人。
13 The companions are attending to your voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,
你這住在園中的， 同伴都要聽你的聲音， 求你使我也得聽見。
14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
我的良人哪，求你快來！ 如羚羊或小鹿在香草山上。
