Song of Solomon 1
1 The Song of Songs, which pertaineth to Solomon.
[the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
2 [SHE] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! [THEY] For better are thy caresses than wine:
Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
3 Like the fragrance of thy precious oils, Oil poured out, is thy name, For this cause, virgins love thee.
To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
4 [SHE] Draw me! [THEY] After thee, will we run! [SHE] The king, hath brought me, into his chambers. [THEY] We will exult and rejoice in thee, we will mention thy caresses, beyond wine, Sincerely they love thee.
Draw me after you let us run he has brought me the king chambers his let us rejoice and let us be glad in you let us bring to remembrance love your more than wine uprightness they love you.
5 [SHE] Swarthy, I am but comely, ye daughters of Jerusalem. [THEY] Like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
[am] black I and lovely O daughters of Jerusalem like [the] tents of Kedar like [the] tent curtains of Solomon.
6 [SHE] Do not look on me, because, I, am so swarthy, because the sun hath scorched me, —My mother’s sons, were angry with me, they set me to keep the vineyards, Mine own vineyard, have I not kept. …
May not you look at me who I [am] blackish [on] whom has looked on me the sun [the] sons of mother my they were angry with me they made me [one who] keeps the vineyards own vineyard my which [belongs] to me not I have kept.
7 Tell me, thou loved of my soul! Where wilt thou pasture thy flock? Where wilt thou let them recline at noon? For why should I be as one that wrappeth a veil about her, by the flocks of thy companions?
Tell! to me [O] whom it loves self my where? will you graze where? will you make [them] lie down at noon which to why? will I be like a veiled [woman] with [the] flocks of companions your.
8 [HE] If thou know not of thyself, most beautiful among women! get thee forth in the footsteps of the flock, and pasture thy kids by the huts of the shepherds. …
If not you know yourself O beautiful [one] among women go out yourself in [the] footprints of the flock and pasture young goats your at [the] dwelling places of the shepherds.
9 To a mare of mine, in the chariots of Pharaoh, have I likened thee, my fair one!
To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
10 Comely are thy cheeks, with bead-rows, thy neck, with strings of gems.
They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
11 [THEY] Rows of golden ornaments, will we make thee, with studs of silver.
Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
12 [SHE] By the time the king is in his circle, my nard, will have given out its fragrance:
Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
13 A bag of myrrh, is my beloved to me, between my breasts, shall it tarry the night!
[is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
14 A cluster of henna, is my beloved to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.
[is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
15 [HE] Lo! thou art beautiful my fair one, lo! thou art beautiful, Thine eyes, [are] doves!
Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
16 [SHE] Lo! thou art beautiful, my beloved, Yea delightful! [BOTH] Yea! our couch, is covered with leaves:
Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
17 The beams of our house, are cedars, Our fretted ceiling, is cypress-trees.
[the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
