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?
Kam je odšel tvoj ljubljeni, oh najlepša med ženami? Kam se je tvoj ljubljeni obrnil? Da ga bomo lahko iskale s teboj.
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.
Moj ljubljeni je odšel dol v svoj vrt, k posteljam iz dišav, da pase na vrtovih in da nabira lilije.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
Jaz sem svojega ljubljenega in moj ljubljeni je moj; med lilijami pase.
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.
Krasna si, oh moja ljubezen, kakor Tirca, ljubka kakor Jeruzalem, strašna kakor vojska s prapori.
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.
Svoje oči odvrni od mene, kajti prevzele so me. Tvoji lasje so kakor trop koz, ki se pojavljajo iz Gileáda.
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.
Tvoji zobje so kakor trop ovc, ki gredo gor s kopanja, od katerih vsaka rojeva dvojčke in med njimi ni niti ene jalove.
7 Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
Kakor košček granatnega jabolka so tvoja sènca znotraj tvojih pramenov.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women without number.
Šestdeset je kraljic in osemdeset priležnic in devic brez števila.
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:
Moja golobica, moja neomadeževana je le ena, je samo ena od svoje matere, je izbranka nje, ki jo je rodila. Hčere so jo videle in jo blagoslovile, da, kraljice in priležnice in so jo hvalile.
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?”
Kdo je tista, ki gleda kakor jutro, lepa kakor luna, čista kakor sonce in strašna kakor vojska s prapori?
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.
Odšla sem dol v orehov vrt, da vidim sadove doline in da vidim, če trta cveti in granatna jabolka brste.
12 I was so happy that I felt I was riding in the chariot of a prince.
Preden sem se zavedla, me je moja duša naredila podobno Aminadábovim bojnim vozovom.
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?
Vrni se, vrni se, oh Šulámka, vrni se, vrni se, da te lahko pogledamo. Kaj boste videli na Šulámki? Kot bi bila to skupina dveh vojsk.
