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?
¿Dónde ha ido tu amado, la más bella de las mujeres? ¿Dónde se ha vuelto tu amado, para que lo busquemos contigo?
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the garden and to gather lilies.
Mi amado ha bajado a su jardín, a los lechos de especias, para apacentar su rebaño en los jardines, y para recoger lirios.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies with pleasure.
Yo soy de mi amado, y mi amado es mío. Navega entre los lirios.
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners.
Eres hermosa, mi amor, como Tirzah, encantadora como Jerusalén, impresionante como un ejército con estandartes.
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.
Aparta tus ojos de mí, porque me han vencido. Tu pelo es como un rebaño de cabras, que se encuentran a lo largo del lado de Galaad.
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.
Tus dientes son como un rebaño de ovejas, que han surgido del lavado, de los cuales cada uno tiene gemelos; ni uno solo está afligido entre ellos.
7 Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.
Tus sienes son como un trozo de granada detrás de tu velo.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women without number.
Hay sesenta reinas, ochenta concubinas, y vírgenes sin número.
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:
Mi paloma, mi perfecta, es única. Es la única hija de su madre. Es la favorita de quien la parió. Las hijas la vieron y la llamaron bendita. Las reinas y las concubinas la vieron y la alabaron.
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?”
¿Quién es la que mira hacia fuera como la mañana, hermosa como la luna, claro como el sol, e impresionante como un ejército con estandartes?
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.
Bajé al bosquecillo de nogales, para ver las plantas verdes del valle, para ver si la vid brotó, y las granadas estaban en flor.
12 I was so happy that I felt I was riding in the chariot of a prince.
Sin darse cuenta, mi deseo me puso con los carros de mi pueblo real.
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?
¡Vuelve, vuelve, Sulamita! Vuelve, vuelve, para que te contemplemos. Amante ¿Por qué deseas mirar a la Sulamita? como en el baile de Mahanaim?
