< שיר השירים 8 >
מִי יִתֶּנְךָ כְּאָח לִי יוֹנֵק שְׁדֵי אִמִּי אֶֽמְצָאֲךָ בַחוּץ אֶשָּׁקְךָ גַּם לֹא־יָבֻזוּ לִֽי׃ | 1 |
Oh that you were like my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother. If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
אֶנְהָֽגְךָ אֲבִֽיאֲךָ אֶל־בֵּית אִמִּי תְּלַמְּדֵנִי אַשְׁקְךָ מִיַּיִן הָרֶקַח מֵעֲסִיס רִמֹּנִֽי׃ | 2 |
I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
שְׂמֹאלוֹ תַּחַת רֹאשִׁי וִֽימִינוֹ תְּחַבְּקֵֽנִי׃ | 3 |
His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
הִשְׁבַּעְתִּי אֶתְכֶם בְּנוֹת יְרוּשָׁלָ͏ִם מַה־תָּעִירוּ ׀ וּֽמַה־תְּעֹרְרוּ אֶת־הָאַהֲבָה עַד שֶׁתֶּחְפָּֽץ׃ | 4 |
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
מִי זֹאת עֹלָה מִן־הַמִּדְבָּר מִתְרַפֶּקֶת עַל־דּוֹדָהּ תַּחַת הַתַּפּוּחַ עֽוֹרַרְתִּיךָ שָׁמָּה חִבְּלַתְךָ אִמֶּךָ שָׁמָּה חִבְּלָה יְלָדַֽתְךָ׃ | 5 |
Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
שִׂימֵנִי כַֽחוֹתָם עַל־לִבֶּךָ כַּֽחוֹתָם עַל־זְרוֹעֶךָ כִּֽי־עַזָּה כַמָּוֶת אַהֲבָה קָשָׁה כִשְׁאוֹל קִנְאָה רְשָׁפֶיהָ רִשְׁפֵּי אֵשׁ שַׁלְהֶבֶתְיָֽה׃ (Sheol ) | 6 |
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD. (Sheol )
מַיִם רַבִּים לֹא יֽוּכְלוּ לְכַבּוֹת אֶת־הָֽאַהֲבָה וּנְהָרוֹת לֹא יִשְׁטְפוּהָ אִם־יִתֵּן אִישׁ אֶת־כׇּל־הוֹן בֵּיתוֹ בָּאַהֲבָה בּוֹז יָבוּזוּ לֽוֹ׃ | 7 |
Many waters can't quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
אָחוֹת לָנוּ קְטַנָּה וְשָׁדַיִם אֵין לָהּ מַֽה־נַּעֲשֶׂה לַאֲחֹתֵנוּ בַּיּוֹם שֶׁיְּדֻבַּר־בָּֽהּ׃ | 8 |
We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
אִם־חוֹמָה הִיא נִבְנֶה עָלֶיהָ טִירַת כָּסֶף וְאִם־דֶּלֶת הִיא נָצוּר עָלֶיהָ לוּחַ אָֽרֶז׃ | 9 |
If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
אֲנִי חוֹמָה וְשָׁדַי כַּמִּגְדָּלוֹת אָז הָיִיתִי בְעֵינָיו כְּמוֹצְאֵת שָׁלֽוֹם׃ | 10 |
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
כֶּרֶם הָיָה לִשְׁלֹמֹה בְּבַעַל הָמוֹן נָתַן אֶת־הַכֶּרֶם לַנֹּטְרִים אִישׁ יָבִא בְּפִרְיוֹ אֶלֶף כָּֽסֶף׃ | 11 |
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
כַּרְמִי שֶׁלִּי לְפָנָי הָאֶלֶף לְךָ שְׁלֹמֹה וּמָאתַיִם לְנֹטְרִים אֶת־פִּרְיֽוֹ׃ | 12 |
My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
הַיּוֹשֶׁבֶת בַּגַּנִּים חֲבֵרִים מַקְשִׁיבִים לְקוֹלֵךְ הַשְׁמִיעִֽנִי׃ | 13 |
You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice.
בְּרַח ׀ דּוֹדִי וּֽדְמֵה־לְךָ לִצְבִי אוֹ לְעֹפֶר הָֽאַיָּלִים עַל הָרֵי בְשָׂמִֽים׃ | 14 |
Come away, my beloved. Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.