Song of Solomon 6
1 Where? has he gone lover your O beautiful [one] among women where? has he turned lover your so we may seek him with you.
Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.
2 Lover my he has gone down to garden his to [the] beds of spice to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 I [belong] to lover my and lover my [belongs] to me who [is] grazing (among the lilies. *L(abh)*)
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
4 [are] beautiful You O friend my like Tirzah lovely like Jerusalem majestic like hosts with banners.
Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
5 Turn eyes your from before me that they they have confused me hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that they have descended from Gilead.
Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.
6 Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of ewes that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring not among them.
Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
7 [is] like [the] slice of Pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
8 [are] sixty They queens and eighty concubines and young women there not [is] a number.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:
9 [is] one She dove my perfect [one] my [is] one [daughter] she of mother her [is] a pure [daughter] she of [the] [one who] bore her they saw her daughters and they called blessed her queens and concubines and they praised her.
My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Who? this [is] the [one who] looks down like [the] dawn beautiful like the full moon pure like the sun majestic like hosts with banners.
Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops with banners?
11 To a garden of nut[s] I went down to look on [the] green shoots of the wadi to see ¿ had it budded the vine had they bloomed? the pomegranates.
I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.
12 Not I knew desire my it set me [the] chariots of (people of prince. *L(a+V)*)
Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people.
13 Return return O Shulammite [woman] return return so we may look on you why? will you look on the Shulammite [woman] like [the] dance of the two groups.
Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. — What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? — As it were the dance of two camps.
