Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, that [is] of Solomon.
The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better [are] your loves than wine.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 For fragrance [are] your good perfumes. Perfume emptied out—your name, Therefore have virgins loved you!
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
4 Draw me: we run after you, The king has brought me into his inner chambers, We delight and rejoice in you, We mention your loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved you!
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 I [am] dark and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, as tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not fear me, because I [am] very dark, Because the sun has scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard—my own—I have not kept.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Declare to me, you whom my soul has loved, Where you delight, Where you lie down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of your companions?
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 If you do not know, O beautiful among women, Go forth by the traces of the flock, And feed your kids by the shepherds’ dwellings!
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared you, my friend,
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Your cheeks have been lovely with garlands, your neck with chains.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 We make garlands of gold for you, with studs of silver!
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 While the king [is] in his circle, My spikenard has given its fragrance.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodges.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, Behold, you [are] beautiful, your eyes [are] doves!
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love, indeed, pleasant, Indeed, our bed [is] green,
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 The beams of our houses [are] cedars, Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
