< Song of Solomon 8 >

1 Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
ねがはくは汝わが母の乳をのみしわが兄弟のごとくならんことを われ戸外にてなんぢに遇ふとき接吻せん 然するとも誰ありてわれをいやしむるものあらじ
2 I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
われ汝をひきてわが母の家にいたり 汝より敎晦をうけん 我かぐはしき酒 石榴のあまき汁をなんぢに飮しめん
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
かれが左の手はわが頭の下にあり その右の手をもて我を抱く
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
ヱルサレムの女子等よ 我なんぢ等に誓ひて請ふ 愛のおのづから起る時まで殊更に喚起し且つ醒すなかれ
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
おのれの愛する者に倚かかりて荒野より上りきたる者は誰ぞや 林檎の樹の下にてわれなんぢを喚さませり なんぢの母かしこにて汝のために劬勞をなし なんぢを產し者かしこにて劬勞をなしぬ
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of YHWH. (Sheol h7585)
われを汝の心におきて印のごとくし なんぢの腕におきて印のごとくせよ 其の愛は強くして死のごとく 嫉妬は堅くして陰府にひとし その熖は火のほのほのごとし いともはげしき熖なり (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters can't quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
愛は大水も消ことあたはず 洪水も溺らすことあたはず 人その家の一切の物をことごとく與へて愛に換んとするとも尚いやしめらるべし
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
われら小さき妹子あり 未だ乳房あらず われらの妹子の問聘をうくる日には之に何をなしてあたへんや
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
かれもし石垣ならんには我ら白銀の城をその上にたてん 彼もし戸ならんには香柏の板をもてこれを圍まん
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
われは石垣わが乳房は戍樓のごとし 是をもてわれは情をかうむれる者のごとく彼の目の前にありき
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
バアルハモンにソロモンの葡萄園をもてり これをその守る者等にあづけおき 彼等をしておのおの銀一千をその果のために納めしむ
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
われ自らの有なる葡萄園われの手にあり ソロモンなんぢは一千を獲よ その果をまもる者も二百を獲べし
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice.
なんぢ園の中に住む者よ 伴侶等なんぢの聲に耳をかたむく 請ふ我にこれを聽しめよ
14 Come away, my beloved. Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
わが愛する者よ 請ふ急ぎはしれ 香はしき山々の上にありて獐のごとく 小鹿のごとくあれ

< Song of Solomon 8 >