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| שִׁ֥יר הַשִּׁירִ֖ים אֲשֶׁ֥ר לִשְׁלֹמֹֽה׃ | 1 |
| יִשָּׁקֵ֙נִי֙ מִנְּשִׁיקֹ֣ות פִּ֔יהוּ כִּֽי־טֹובִ֥ים דֹּדֶ֖יךָ מִיָּֽיִן׃ | 2 |
Bride: May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth. Groom to Bride: So much better than wine are your breasts,
| לְרֵ֙יחַ֙ שְׁמָנֶ֣יךָ טֹובִ֔ים שֶׁ֖מֶן תּוּרַ֣ק שְׁמֶ֑ךָ עַל־כֵּ֖ן עֲלָמֹ֥ות אֲהֵבֽוּךָ׃ | 3 |
fragranced with the finest perfumes. Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you.
| מָשְׁכֵ֖נִי אַחֲרֶ֣יךָ נָּר֑וּצָה הֱבִיאַ֨נִי הַמֶּ֜לֶךְ חֲדָרָ֗יו נָגִ֤ילָה וְנִשְׂמְחָה֙ בָּ֔ךְ נַזְכִּ֤ירָה דֹדֶ֙יךָ֙ מִיַּ֔יִן מֵישָׁרִ֖ים אֲהֵבֽוּךָ׃ ס | 4 |
Draw me forward. Chorus to Bride: We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes. Bride to Chorus: The king has led me into his storerooms. Chorus to Bride: We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. Groom to Bride: The righteous love you.
| שְׁחֹורָ֤ה אֲנִי֙ וְֽנָאוָ֔ה בְּנֹ֖ות יְרוּשָׁלָ֑͏ִם כְּאָהֳלֵ֣י קֵדָ֔ר כִּירִיעֹ֖ות שְׁלֹמֹֽה׃ | 5 |
Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.
| אַל־תִּרְא֙וּנִי֙ שֶׁאֲנִ֣י שְׁחַרְחֹ֔רֶת שֶׁשֱּׁזָפַ֖תְנִי הַשָּׁ֑מֶשׁ בְּנֵ֧י אִמִּ֣י נִֽחֲרוּ־בִ֗י שָׂמֻ֙נִי֙ נֹטֵרָ֣ה אֶת־הַכְּרָמִ֔ים כַּרְמִ֥י שֶׁלִּ֖י לֹ֥א נָטָֽרְתִּי׃ | 6 |
Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color. The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept.
| הַגִּ֣ידָה לִּ֗י שֶׁ֤אָהֲבָה֙ נַפְשִׁ֔י אֵיכָ֣ה תִרְעֶ֔ה אֵיכָ֖ה תַּרְבִּ֣יץ בַּֽצָּהֳרָ֑יִם שַׁלָּמָ֤ה אֶֽהְיֶה֙ כְּעֹ֣טְיָ֔ה עַ֖ל עֶדְרֵ֥י חֲבֵרֶֽיךָ׃ | 7 |
Bride to Groom: Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions.
| אִם־לֹ֤א תֵדְעִי֙ לָ֔ךְ הַיָּפָ֖ה בַּנָּשִׁ֑ים צְֽאִי־לָ֞ךְ בְּעִקְבֵ֣י הַצֹּ֗אן וּרְעִי֙ אֶת־גְּדִיֹּתַ֔יִךְ עַ֖ל מִשְׁכְּנֹ֥ות הָרֹעִֽים׃ ס | 8 |
Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.
| לְסֻסָתִי֙ בְּרִכְבֵ֣י פַרְעֹ֔ה דִּמִּיתִ֖יךְ רַעְיָתִֽי׃ | 9 |
O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
| נָאו֤וּ לְחָיַ֙יִךְ֙ בַּתֹּרִ֔ים צַוָּארֵ֖ךְ בַּחֲרוּזִֽים׃ | 10 |
Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
| תֹּורֵ֤י זָהָב֙ נַעֲשֶׂה־לָּ֔ךְ עִ֖ם נְקֻדֹּ֥ות הַכָּֽסֶף׃ | 11 |
Chorus to Bride: We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver.
| עַד־שֶׁ֤הַמֶּ֙לֶךְ֙ בִּמְסִבֹּ֔ו נִרְדִּ֖י נָתַ֥ן רֵיחֹֽו׃ | 12 |
Bride to Chorus: While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor.
| צְרֹ֨ור הַמֹּ֤ר ׀ דֹּודִי֙ לִ֔י בֵּ֥ין שָׁדַ֖י יָלִֽין׃ | 13 |
My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts.
| אֶשְׁכֹּ֨ל הַכֹּ֤פֶר ׀ דֹּודִי֙ לִ֔י בְּכַרְמֵ֖י עֵ֥ין גֶּֽדִי׃ ס | 14 |
My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
| הִנָּ֤ךְ יָפָה֙ רַעְיָתִ֔י הִנָּ֥ךְ יָפָ֖ה עֵינַ֥יִךְ יֹונִֽים׃ | 15 |
Groom to Bride: Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove.
| הִנְּךָ֙ יָפֶ֤ה דֹודִי֙ אַ֣ף נָעִ֔ים אַף־עַרְשֵׂ֖נוּ רַעֲנָנָֽה׃ | 16 |
Bride to Groom: Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing.
| קֹרֹ֤ות בָּתֵּ֙ינוּ֙ אֲרָזִ֔ים רַחִיטֵנוּ (רַהִיטֵ֖נוּ) בְּרֹותִֽים׃ | 17 |
Groom to Bride: The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress.
