Augstā Dziesma 6
1 Kurp tavs draugs ir nogājis, tu visu skaistākā starp sievām? Uz kuru pusi tavs draugs ir griezies, ka mēs līdz ar tevi viņu meklējam.
Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
2 Mans draugs ir nogājis savā dārzā, pie tām smaržīgām dobēm, pa dārzu pastaigāties un lilijas lasīt.
My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3 Mans draugs ir mans un es esmu viņa, kas starp lilijām gana.
I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
4 Tu esi skaista, mana draudzene, tā kā Tirca, mīlīga kā Jeruzāleme, briesmīga kā kara spēki ar karogiem.
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Nogriez savas acis no manis, jo tās mani pārvarējušas. Tavi mati ir kā kazu pulks, kas guļ uz Gileād kalna.
Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
6 Tavi zobi ir kā avju pulks, kas nāk no peldēšanas, kas visas dvīņus vedās, un neviena starp viņām nav neauglīga.
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
7 Tavi vaigi ir kā granātābola puses aiz tava galvas apsega.
Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8 Sešdesmit ir ķēniņienes un astoņdesmit liekas sievas un tas jaunavu pulks nav izskaitāms.
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9 Bet viena vienīga ir mans balodis, mana sirds skaidrā, tā vienīgā savai mātei, tā mīļākā savai dzemdētājai. Kad tās meitas viņu redz, tad tās viņu teic, ķēniņienes un liekās sievas viņu slavē.
but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
10 Kas tā tāda, kas spīd kā auseklis, skaista kā mēnesis, skaidra kā saule, briesmīga kā karaspēki ar karogiem?
Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
11 Es nogāju riekstu dārzā, redzēt zaļos augļus pie upes, un lūkot, vai vīna koks zied un granātu koki plaukst.
I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Es nesajutu, ka mana dvēsele mani bija pacēlusi uz manas slavētās tautas goda ratiem.
Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13 Atgriezies, atgriezies, ak Sulamite! Atgriezies, atgriezies, ka mēs tevi varam skatīt. Ko jūs redzat pie Sulamites? Kā diešanu pie Mahānaīma.
Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim?
