Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
Kuda otide dragi tvoj, najljepša meðu ženama? kuda zamaèe dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Dragi moj siðe u vrt svoj, k lijehama mirisnoga bilja, da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
Ja sam dragoga svojega, i moj je dragi moj, koji pase meðu ljiljanima.
4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
Lijepa si, draga moja, kao Tersa, krasna si kao Jerusalim, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
Odvrati oèi svoje od mene, jer me raspaljuju. Kosa ti je kao stado koza koje se vide na Galadu.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; of which every one has twins; none is bereaved among them.
Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca kad izlaze iz kupala, koje se sve blizne a nijedne nema jalove.
7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
Jagodice su tvoje izmeðu vitica tvojih kao kriška šipka.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty secondary wives, and virgins without number.
Šezdeset ima carica i osamdeset inoèa, i djevojaka bez broja;
9 My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother's only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; the queens and the secondary wives, and they praised her.
Ali je jedna golubica moja, bezazlena moja, jedinica u matere svoje, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidješe je djevojke i nazivaše je blaženom; i carice i inoèe hvališe je.
10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?
Ko je ona što se vidi kao zora, lijepa kao mjesec, èista kao sunce, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama?
11 I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
Siðoh u orašje da vidim voæe u dolu, da vidim cvate li vinova loza, pupe li šipci.
12 Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people's chariots.
Ne doznah ništa, a duša me moja posadi na kola Aminadavova.
13 Return, return, Shulammite. Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?
Vrati se, vrati se Sulamko, vrati se, vrati se, da te gledamo. Šta æete gledati na Sulamci? kao èete vojnièke.
