雅歌 7
1 君の女よ なんぢの足は鞋の中にありて如何に美はしきかな 汝の腿はまろらかにして玉のごとく 巧匠の手にて作りたるがごとし
What shalt thou see in the Sulamitess but the companies of camps? How beautiful are thy steps in shoes, O prince’s daughter! The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, that are made by the hand of a skillful workman.
2 なんぢの臍は美酒の缺ることあらざる圓き杯盤のごとく なんぢの腹は積かさねたる麥のまはりを百合花もてかこめるが如し
Thy navel is like a round bowl never wanting cups. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
3 なんぢの兩乳房は牝鹿の雙子なる二の小鹿のごとし
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 なんぢの頸は象牙の戍樓の如く 汝の目はヘシボンにてバテラビムの門のほとりにある池のごとく なんぢの鼻はダマスコに對へるレバノンの戍樓のごとし
Thy neck as a tower of ivory. Thy eyes like the fishpools in Hesebon, which are in the gate of the daughter of the multitude. Thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, that looketh toward Damascus.
5 なんぢの頭はカルメルのごとく なんぢの頭の髮は紫花のごとし 王その垂たる髮につながれたり
Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels.
6 ああ愛よ もろもろの快樂の中にありてなんぢは如何に美はしく如何に悦ばしき者なるかな
How beautiful art thou, and how comely, my dearest, in delights!
7 なんぢの身の長は棕櫚の樹に等しく なんぢの乳房は葡萄のふさのごとし
Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 われ謂ふこの棕櫚の樹にのぼり その枝に執つかんと なんぢの乳房は葡萄のふさのごとく なんぢの鼻の氣息は林檎のごとく匂はん
I said: I will go up into the palm tree, and will take hold of the fruit thereof: and thy breasts shall be as the clusters of the vine: and the odour of thy mouth like apples.
9 なんぢの口は美酒のごとし わが愛する者のために滑かに流れくだり 睡れる者の口をして動かしむ
Thy throat like the best wine, worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and his teeth to ruminate.
10 われはわが愛する者につき 彼はわれを戀したふ
I to my beloved, and his turning is towards me.
11 わが愛する者よ われら田舍にくだり 村里に宿らん
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.
12 われら夙におきて葡萄や芽しし莟やいでし石榴の花やさきし いざ葡萄園にゆきて見ん かしこにて我わが愛をなんぢにあたへん
Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vineyard flourish, if the flowers be ready to bring forth fruits, if the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my breasts.
13 戀茄かぐはしき香氣を發ち もろもろの佳き果物古き新らしき共にわが戸の上にあり わが愛する者よ我これをなんぢのためにたくはへたり
The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.
