Song of Solomon 1
1 [the] song of The songs which [is] of Solomon.
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Let him kiss me from [the] kisses of mouth his for [are] good love your more than wine.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
3 To odor oils your [are] good [is] oil [which] it is poured out name your there-fore young women they love you.
Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 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.
Draw me, we will run after thee! — The king hath brought me into his chambers — We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.
5 [am] black I and lovely O daughters of Jerusalem like [the] tents of Kedar like [the] tent curtains of Solomon.
I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
6 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.
Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 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.
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
8 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.
If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.
9 To mare my among [the] chariots of Pharaoh I liken you O friend my.
I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 They are beautiful cheeks your with strings of jewels neck your with strings of beads.
Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.
11 Necklaces of gold we will make for you with beads of silver.
We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.
12 Until that the king [was] at table his nard my it gave forth odor its.
While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 [is] [the] bag of Myrrh - lover my to me between breasts my it lodges.
A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.
14 [is] [the] cluster of Henna blossom - lover my to me in [the] vineyards of En Gedi.
My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.
16 Here you [are] beautiful O lover my also pleasant also bed our [is] luxuriant.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.
17 [the] beams of Houses our [are] cedar (rafters our *Q(K)*) [are] cypress.
The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.
