Canticum Canticorum 6
1 Quo abiit dilectus tuus o pulcherrima mulierum? quo declinavit dilectus tuus, et quæremus eum tecum?
So where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which direction did he go so we can look for him with you?
2 Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
My love has gone down to his garden, to his flowerbeds of spices. He enjoys feeding in the gardens and plucks lilies.
3 Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
I am my love's, and my love is mine! He is the one who feeds among the lilies.
4 Pulchra es amica mea, suavis, et decora sicut Ierusalem: terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
You are beautiful, my darling, as pretty as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem—you look stunning!
5 Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum, quæ apparuerunt de Galaad.
Please turn your eyes away from me—they're driving me insane! Your hair flows down like a flock of goats descending Mount Gilead.
6 Dentes tui sicut grex ovium, quæ ascenderunt de lavacro, omnes gemellis fœtibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
Your teeth are as white as a flock of sheep that are just shorn and washed. None of them are missing—they are all perfectly matched!
7 Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genæ tuæ absque occultis tuis.
Your cheeks are the blushing color of pomegranates behind your veil.
8 Sexaginta sunt reginæ, et octoginta concubinæ, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
There may be sixty queens and eighty concubines, and countless more women,
9 Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suæ, electa genitrici suæ. Viderunt eam filiæ, et beatissimam prædicaverunt: reginæ et concubinæ, et laudaverunt eam.
but my love, my perfect love, she's the only one! She's her mother's favorite, special to the one who gave birth to her. Young women see her and say how lucky she is; queens and concubines sing her praises.
10 Quæ est ista, quæ progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata?
Who is this who is like the dawn shining down from above, beautiful as the moon, bright as the shining sun? You look stunning!
11 Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
I went down to the walnut orchard to see if the trees were in leaf in the valley, to find out whether the grapevines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Nescivi: anima mea conturbavit me propter quadrigas Aminadab.
I was so excited it was like I was riding in a royal chariot.
13 Revertere, revertere Sulamitis: revertere revertere, ut intueamur te. Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum?
Come back, come back, Shulammite woman; come back, come back, so we can look at you! Woman: Why do you want to look at the Shulammite dancing the dance of two camps?
