Song of Solomon 3
1 On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!
En mi lecho, de noche, busqué al que ama mi alma; le busqué y no le hallé.
2 — Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! — I sought him, and I found him not.
Me levantaré, pues, y giraré por la ciudad, por las calles y las plazas; buscaré al que ama mi alma. Le busqué y no le hallé.
3 The watchmen have found me, (Who are going round about the city), 'Him whom my soul have loved saw ye?'
Me encontraron los guardias que hacen la ronda por la ciudad: “¿Habéis visto al que ama mi alma?”
4 But a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother — And the chamber of her that conceived me.
Apenas me había apartado de ellos, encontré al que ama mi alma. Lo así y no lo soltaré hasta introducirlo en la casa de mi madre, y en la cámara de la que me dio el ser.
5 I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!
Os conjuro, oh hijas de Jerusalén, por las gacelas y las ciervas del campo, que no despertéis ni inquietéis a la amada, hasta que ella quiera.
6 Who [is] this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed [with] myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?
¿Qué cosa es esta que sube del desierto, como columna de humo perfumada de mirra e incienso con todos los aromas del mercader?
7 Lo, his couch, that [is] Solomon's, Sixty mighty ones [are] around it, Of the mighty of Israel,
Mirad, es su litera, la de Salomón; sesenta valientes la rodean, de entre los héroes de Israel.
8 All of them holding sword, taught of battle, Each his sword by his thigh, for fear at night.
Todos ellos manejan la espada, son adiestrados para el combate; todos llevan la espada ceñida, a causa de los peligros de la noche.
9 A palanquin king Solomon made for himself, Of the wood of Lebanon,
De maderas del Líbano se hizo el rey Salomón un cenáculo.
10 Its pillars he made of silver, Its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, Its midst lined [with] love, By the daughters of Jerusalem.
Hizo de plata sus columnas, de oro el dosel, de púrpura su asiento; su interior está recamado de amor, por las hijas de Jerusalén.
11 Go forth, and look, ye daughters of Zion, On king Solomon, with the crown, With which his mother crowned him, In the day of his espousals, And in the day of the joy of his heart!
Salid, oh hijas de Sión, a contemplar al rey Salomón con la corona que le tejió su madre en el día de sus desposorios, el día del gozo de su corazón.
