Song of Solomon 3
1 By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him.
Na postelji svojoj noæu tražih onoga koga ljubi duša moja, tražih ga, ali ga ne naðoh.
2 I will get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him.
Sada æu ustati, pa idem po gradu, po trgovima i po ulicama tražiæu onoga koga ljubi duša moja. Tražih ga, ali ga ne naðoh.
3 The watchmen who go about the city found me; “Have you seen him whom my soul loves?”
Naðoše me stražari, koji obilaze po gradu. Vidjeste li onoga koga ljubi duša moja?
4 I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, into the room of her who conceived me.
Malo ih zaminuh, i naðoh onoga koga ljubi duša moja; i uhvatih ga, i neæu ga pustiti dokle ga ne odvedem u kuæu matere svoje i u ložnicu roditeljke svoje.
5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Zaklinjem vas, kæeri Jerusalimske, srnama i košutama poljskim, ne budite ljubavi moje, ne budite je, dok joj ne bude volja.
6 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?
Ko je ona što ide gore iz pustinje kao stupovi od dima, potkaðena smirnom i tamjanom i svakojakim praškom apotekarskim?
7 Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage! Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men of Israel.
Gle, odar Solomunov, a oko njega šezdeset junaka izmeðu junaka Izrailjevijeh.
8 They all handle the sword, and are expert in war. Every man has his sword on his thigh, because of fear in the night.
Svi imaju maèeve, vješti su boju, u svakoga je maè o bedru radi straha noænoga.
9 King Solomon made himself a carriage of the wood of Lebanon.
Odar je naèinio sebi car Solomun od drveta Livanskoga;
10 He made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, the middle of it being paved with love, from the daughters of Jerusalem.
Stupce mu je naèinio od srebra, uzglavlje od zlata, nebo od skerleta, a iznutra nastrt ljubavlju za kæeri Jerusalimske.
11 Go out, you daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon, with the crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Izidite, kæeri Sionske, i gledajte cara Solomuna pod vijencem kojim ga mati njegova okiti na dan svadbe njegove i na dan veselja srca njegova.
