Song of Solomon 2
1 I am [like] [MET] a flower/rose from the Sharon [Plain], and [like] [MET] a lily [that grows] in a valley.
I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.
2 Among the [other] young women, the one whom I love is like [MET] a lily [growing] among thorns!
[[Lov.]] As the lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.
3 And among [the other] men, you, the man who loves me, are like [MET] an apple/fruit tree [that grows] in the forest. [You are like a tree whose] shadow [protects me from the sun], and your [being close to me] [EUP] is like [MET] eating sweet fruit.
[[M.]] As the apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons. In his shadow I love to sit down, And his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 You led me to the (banquet room/room where we could make love), and it is evident that you love me very much.
He hath brought me to his banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love. Strengthen me with raisins,
5 Refresh me and strengthen me [with your lovemaking] [like I am refreshed by eating] [MET, EUP] raisins and other fruit, because I very much desire that you love me even more.
Refresh me with apples! For I am sick with love.
6 Put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraceth me!
7 You young women of Jerusalem, solemnly promise me, while the does and gazelles [are listening], that you will not disturb us while we are making love until we are ready to quit.
[[Lov.]] I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till she please!
8 I hear the voice of the man who loves me. [It is as though] [MET] he is leaping over the mountains and skipping over the hills
[[M.]] The voice of my beloved! Behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Bounding upon the hills.
9 like [SIM] a deer or a gazelle. Now he is standing outside the wall of our house, looking in the window, and peering through the (lattice/wooden strips inside the window frame).
Like a gazelle is my beloved, Or a young hind. Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He is looking through the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.
10 He spoke to me and said, “You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me [CHI]!
My beloved speaketh, and saith to me, “Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away!
11 Look, the (winter/cold season) is ended; the rain has stopped;
For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone;
12 flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 There are young/new figs on the fig trees, and there are blossoms on the grapevines and their fragrance fills the air. You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me!
The fig-tree is spicing its green fruit; The vines in blossom give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!
14 [You are like] [MET] a dove that is hiding [far from me] in an opening/crack in the rocky cliff. Show me your face, and allow me to hear your voice, because your voice is sweet-sounding and your face is lovely [CHI].”
O my dove, that art in the recesses of the rock, In the hiding-places of the steep craggy mountain, Let me see thy face, Let me hear thy voice! For sweet is thy voice, And thy face lovely.”
15 [There are other men who are like] [MET] little jackals/foxes that ruin vineyards; do not allow [those men to attack me].
Take ye for us the foxes, The little foxes that spoil the vines; For our vines are now in blossom.
16 You who love me, I belong to you and you belong to me, and you [experience pleasure when you kiss] my lips [like] [MET] a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.
My beloved is mine, and I am his; He feedeth among the lilies.
17 You who love me, come and be like [SIM] a gazelle or like a young deer on the hills of Bether, and then flee like a deer at dawn [tomorrow morning], when the darkness fades.
When the day breathes, and the shadows flee away, Come again, my beloved, like a gazelle, or a young hind, Upon the craggy mountains.
