Song of Solomon 8
1 I wish that you were my brother who (nursed at/drank milk from) my mother’s breasts [when you were a baby], [because, if you were my brother], if I saw you when you were outside [the house], I could kiss you, and no one would say that my doing that was wrong.
Å, gjev at du var som ein bror for meg, hadde soge mor sitt brjost. Um eg då fann deg der ute, eg deg kysste, og ingen meg neiste for det.
2 [No one would object if] I led you to my mother’s house, to where my mother, who taught me [many things], lives. I would like to take you to my mother’s house because I would [like to make love to you] [EUP], [and that would be as delightful as] [MET] juice [squeezed] from pomegranates.
Eg leidde deg, førde deg til mor sitt hus, og du lærde meg, eg kryddevin gav deg, saft frå mitt granattre.
3 You would put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.
Hans vinstre er under mitt hovud, med den høgre femner han meg.
4 [I would say to] you women of Jerusalem, “Solemnly promise me that you will not disturb us while we are making love until we are ready to quit.”
Eg hjarteleg bed dykk, Jerusalems døtter, at de ikkje vekkje eller eggje kjærleik, fyrr sjølv han so vil.»
5 Who is that [woman] who is coming up from the desert, (leaning on/clinging close to) the man who loves her? I woke you up [when you were] under the apple tree at the place where your mother conceived you, which is the same place where she gave birth to you.
«Kven er ho som frå heidi stig upp, studd til sin ven?» «Under apallen vekte eg deg. Der åtte ho deg di mor, der fekk ho deg ho som deg fødde.»
6 Keep me [close to you], like [SIM] a seal on your heart, [or] like [SIM] a bracelet on your arm. Our love [for each other] is as powerful as death, it is as enduring as the grave. [It is as though] our love [for each other] bursts into flames and burns like a hot fire. (Sheol h7585)
«Ved hjarta meg hav som eit segl, som eit segl på din arm. Kjærleik som dauden er sterk, som helheimen strid i si trå. Ho logar som logande eld, gneisten frå Herren. (Sheol h7585)
7 Nothing can extinguish our love [for each other], not [even] a flood. If a man tried to cause a woman to love him by saying he would give her everything that is in his house, she would refuse.
Kor store vatni so er, dei aldri fær kjærleik sløkt, ingi elvar kann fløyma han burt. Um du alt som du åtte for kjærleik baud, so vart du berre til narr.»
8 We have a younger sister, and her breasts are still small. So this is [RHQ] what we should do for her on the day that we promise [some young man] that he can marry her:
«Ei liti syster me eig, ho hev ingen barm. Kva skal me med syster gjera, den tidi når belarar kjem?»
9 If [her chest is flat like] [MET] a wall, we will [decorate it by] putting silver [jewels that are like] [MET] towers on it. Or, if she is [flat like] [MET] a door, we will decorate her with bits/pieces of cedar wood.
«Er ho ein mur, me byggjer på den ein murkrans av sylv. Men er ho ei dør, me stengjer ho att med eit cederspjeld.»
10 My [chest was previously flat like] [MET] a wall, [but now] my breasts are [big] like [SIM] towers. So the one who loves me is delighted with me.
«Eg er ein mur, og min barm som tårni på den. Då vart eg i augo hans ei som finn fred.
11 [King] Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-Hamon, and he rented it to people for them to take care of it. He required each one to pay him 1,000 pieces of silver [each year] for the grapes [that they harvested].
I Ba’al-Hamon ein vingard hev Salomo ått. Han garden til vaktarar gav. Kvar mann for dråtten fekk dei tusund sekel sylv.
12 [But my body is like] [MET] my own vineyard, and Solomon, I am giving it to you. [You do not need to pay me] 1,000 pieces of silver [to enjoy my body], but I will give 200 pieces of silver to those who take care of me [MET].
Min vingard den hev eg sjølv, dine tusund du Salomo tak, tvo hundrad på vaktaran’ fell.
13 You are staying in the gardens and my friends are listening to your voice; [so] allow me to hear it, [too.]
Du som bur inni hagom, felager lyder, lat meg høyra ditt mål!»
14 You who love me, come [to me] quickly; [run to me] [MET, EUP] as fast as [SIM] a gazelle or young deer runs across [MET] hills of spices.
«Å fly, du min ven, ei gasella lik eller ungan hjort på dei angande fjellom!»
