Song of Solomon 6
1 Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful among women? In what direction has your beloved gone, so that we may seek him with you?
| אָ֚נָה הָלַ֣ךְ דֹּודֵ֔ךְ הַיָּפָ֖ה בַּנָּשִׁ֑ים אָ֚נָה פָּנָ֣ה דֹודֵ֔ךְ וּנְבַקְשֶׁ֖נּוּ עִמָּֽךְ׃ |
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.
| דֹּודִי֙ יָרַ֣ד לְגַנֹּ֔ו לַעֲרוּגֹ֖ות הַבֹּ֑שֶׂם לִרְעֹות֙ בַּגַּנִּ֔ים וְלִלְקֹ֖ט שֹֽׁושַׁנִּֽים׃ |
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
| אֲנִ֤י לְדֹודִי֙ וְדֹודִ֣י לִ֔י הָרֹעֶ֖ה בַּשֹּׁושַׁנִּֽים׃ ס |
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.
| יָפָ֨ה אַ֤תְּ רַעְיָתִי֙ כְּתִרְצָ֔ה נָאוָ֖ה כִּירוּשָׁלָ֑͏ִם אֲיֻמָּ֖ה כַּנִּדְגָּלֹֽות׃ |
5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats going down from the slopes of Gilead.
| הָסֵ֤בִּי עֵינַ֙יִךְ֙ מִנֶּגְדִּ֔י שֶׁ֥הֵ֖ם הִרְהִיבֻ֑נִי שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הָֽעִזִּ֔ים שֶׁגָּלְשׁ֖וּ מִן־הַגִּלְעָֽד׃ |
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from the washing place. Each one has a twin, and none among them is bereaved.
| שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הֽ͏ָרְחֵלִ֔ים שֶׁעָל֖וּ מִן־הָרַחְצָ֑ה שֶׁכֻּלָּם֙ מַתְאִימֹ֔ות וְשַׁכֻּלָ֖ה אֵ֥ין בָּהֶֽם׃ |
7 Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
| כְּפֶ֤לַח הָרִמֹּון֙ רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃ |
8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women without number.
| שִׁשִּׁ֥ים הֵ֙מָּה֙ מְּלָכֹ֔ות וּשְׁמֹנִ֖ים פִּֽילַגְשִׁ֑ים וַעֲלָמֹ֖ות אֵ֥ין מִסְפָּֽר׃ |
9 My dove, my undefiled, is the only one; she is the only daughter of her mother; she is the favorite one of the woman who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines saw her also, and they praised her:
| אַחַ֥ת הִיא֙ יֹונָתִ֣י תַמָּתִ֔י אַחַ֥ת הִיא֙ לְאִמָּ֔הּ בָּרָ֥ה הִ֖יא לְיֹֽולַדְתָּ֑הּ רָא֤וּהָ בָנֹות֙ וַֽיְאַשְּׁר֔וּהָ מְלָכֹ֥ות וּפִֽילַגְשִׁ֖ים וַֽיְהַלְלֽוּהָ׃ ס |
10 “Who is this who appears like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as bright as the sun, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners?”
| מִי־זֹ֥את הַנִּשְׁקָפָ֖ה כְּמֹו־שָׁ֑חַר יָפָ֣ה כַלְּבָנָ֗ה בָּרָה֙ כַּֽחַמָּ֔ה אֲיֻמָּ֖ה כַּנִּדְגָּלֹֽות׃ ס |
11 I went down into the grove of nut trees to see the young growth in the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, and whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
| אֶל־גִּנַּ֤ת אֱגֹוז֙ יָרַ֔דְתִּי לִרְאֹ֖ות בְּאִבֵּ֣י הַנָּ֑חַל לִרְאֹות֙ הֲפָֽרְחָ֣ה הַגֶּ֔פֶן הֵנֵ֖צוּ הָרִמֹּנִֽים׃ |
12 I was so happy that I felt I was riding in the chariot of a prince.
| לֹ֣א יָדַ֔עְתִּי נַפְשִׁ֣י שָׂמַ֔תְנִי מַרְכְּבֹ֖ות עַמִּי־נָדִֽיב׃ |
13 Turn back, turn back, you perfect woman; turn back, turn back so that we may gaze on you. The woman speaking to the friends Why do you gaze on the perfect woman, as if on the dance between two armies?
| שׁ֤וּבִי שׁ֙וּבִי֙ הַשּׁ֣וּלַמִּ֔ית שׁ֥וּבִי שׁ֖וּבִי וְנֶחֱזֶה־בָּ֑ךְ מַֽה־תֶּחֱזוּ֙ בַּשּׁ֣וּלַמִּ֔ית כִּמְחֹלַ֖ת הַֽמַּחֲנָֽיִם׃ |
