< שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים 8 >
מִ֤י יִתֶּנְךָ֙ כְּאָ֣ח לִ֔י יֹונֵ֖ק שְׁדֵ֣י אִמִּ֑י אֶֽמְצָאֲךָ֤ בַחוּץ֙ אֶשָּׁ֣קְךָ֔ גַּ֖ם לֹא־יָב֥וּזוּ לִֽי׃ | 1 |
How I wish you were like a brother to me, one who nursed at my mother's breasts! Then if I met you on the street I could kiss you and no one would tell me off.
אֶנְהָֽגֲךָ֗ אֲבִֽיאֲךָ֛ אֶל־בֵּ֥ית אִמִּ֖י תְּלַמְּדֵ֑נִי אַשְׁקְךָ֙ מִיַּ֣יִן הָרֶ֔קַח מֵעֲסִ֖יס רִמֹּנִֽי׃ | 2 |
Then I could take you home to my mother's house, where she used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranate.
שְׂמֹאלֹו֙ תַּ֣חַת רֹאשִׁ֔י וִֽימִינֹ֖ו תְּחַבְּקֵֽנִי׃ | 3 |
He supports my head with his left hand, and holds me close with his right.
הִשְׁבַּ֥עְתִּי אֶתְכֶ֖ם בְּנֹ֣ות יְרוּשָׁלָ֑͏ִם מַה־תָּעִ֧ירוּ ׀ וּֽמַה־תְּעֹֽרְר֛וּ אֶת־הָאַהֲבָ֖ה עַ֥ד שֶׁתֶּחְפָּֽץ׃ ס | 4 |
Women of Jerusalem, swear to me that you won't disturb our love until the right time.
מִ֣י זֹ֗את עֹלָה֙ מִן־הַמִּדְבָּ֔ר מִתְרַפֶּ֖קֶת עַל־דֹּודָ֑הּ תַּ֤חַת הַתַּפּ֙וּחַ֙ עֹֽורַרְתִּ֔יךָ שָׁ֚מָּה חִבְּלַ֣תְךָ אִמֶּ֔ךָ שָׁ֖מָּה חִבְּלָ֥ה יְלָדַֽתְךָ׃ | 5 |
Who is this coming in from the wilderness holding her love close to her? Woman: I woke you up under the apple tree where your mother conceived you, and where she gave birth to you.
שִׂימֵ֨נִי כַֽחֹותָ֜ם עַל־לִבֶּ֗ךָ כַּֽחֹותָם֙ עַל־זְרֹועֶ֔ךָ כִּֽי־עַזָּ֤ה כַמָּ֙וֶת֙ אַהֲבָ֔ה קָשָׁ֥ה כִשְׁאֹ֖ול קִנְאָ֑ה רְשָׁפֶ֕יהָ רִשְׁפֵּ֕י אֵ֖שׁ שַׁלְהֶ֥בֶתְיָֽה׃ (Sheol ) | 6 |
Stamp my name as a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm, for love is strong as death, passion as unyielding as the grave—its arrows flash like fire, a blazing flame of the Lord. (Sheol )
מַ֣יִם רַבִּ֗ים לֹ֤א יֽוּכְלוּ֙ לְכַבֹּ֣ות אֶת־הָֽאַהֲבָ֔ה וּנְהָרֹ֖ות לֹ֣א יִשְׁטְפ֑וּהָ אִם־יִתֵּ֨ן אִ֜ישׁ אֶת־כָּל־הֹ֤ון בֵּיתֹו֙ בָּאַהֲבָ֔ה בֹּ֖וז יָב֥וּזוּ לֹֽו׃ ס | 7 |
Floods of water cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot submerge it. If a man offered everything he owned in order to buy love he would be completely rejected.
אָחֹ֥ות לָ֙נוּ֙ קְטַנָּ֔ה וְשָׁדַ֖יִם אֵ֣ין לָ֑הּ מַֽה־נַּעֲשֶׂה֙ לַאֲחֹתֵ֔נוּ בַּיֹּ֖ום שֶׁיְּדֻבַּר־בָּֽהּ׃ | 8 |
We have a younger sister whose breasts are still small. What shall we do for our sister when someone asks to marry her?
אִם־חֹומָ֣ה הִ֔יא נִבְנֶ֥ה עָלֶ֖יהָ טִ֣ירַת כָּ֑סֶף וְאִם־דֶּ֣לֶת הִ֔יא נָצ֥וּר עָלֶ֖יהָ ל֥וּחַ אָֽרֶז׃ | 9 |
If she is a wall, we will build a silver tower on it. But if she is a door, we will bar the way with cedar planks.
אֲנִ֣י חֹומָ֔ה וְשָׁדַ֖י כַּמִּגְדָּלֹ֑ות אָ֛ז הָיִ֥יתִי בְעֵינָ֖יו כְּמֹוצְאֵ֥ת שָׁלֹֽום׃ פ | 10 |
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So when he looks at me he's happy!
כֶּ֣רֶם הָיָ֤ה לִשְׁלֹמֹה֙ בְּבַ֣עַל הָמֹ֔ון נָתַ֥ן אֶת־הַכֶּ֖רֶם לַנֹּטְרִ֑ים אִ֛ישׁ יָבִ֥א בְּפִרְיֹ֖ו אֶ֥לֶף כָּֽסֶף׃ | 11 |
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon which he leased to tenant farmers. Each of them paid him one thousand silver coins for the fruit it produced.
כַּרְמִ֥י שֶׁלִּ֖י לְפָנָ֑י הָאֶ֤לֶף לְךָ֙ שְׁלֹמֹ֔ה וּמָאתַ֖יִם לְנֹטְרִ֥ים אֶת־פִּרְיֹֽו׃ | 12 |
But I own my vineyard, it is mine alone. One thousand silver coins are for you, Solomon, and two hundred for those who look after it.
הַיֹּושֶׁ֣בֶת בַּגַּנִּ֗ים חֲבֵרִ֛ים מַקְשִׁיבִ֥ים לְקֹולֵ֖ךְ הַשְׁמִיעִֽינִי׃ | 13 |
My darling, sitting there in the gardens with companions listening to you—please talk to me!
בְּרַ֣ח ׀ דֹּודִ֗י וּֽדְמֵה־לְךָ֤ לִצְבִי֙ אֹ֚ו לְעֹ֣פֶר הָֽאַיָּלִ֔ים עַ֖ל הָרֵ֥י בְשָׂמִֽים׃ | 14 |
Come quickly, my love! Be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.