Pesma nad pesmama 6
1 Kuda otide dragi tvoj, najljepša meðu ženama? kuda zamaèe dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
2 Dragi moj siðe u vrt svoj, k lijehama mirisnoga bilja, da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.
My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Ja sam dragoga svojega, i moj je dragi moj, koji pase meðu ljiljanima.
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
4 Lijepa si, draga moja, kao Tersa, krasna si kao Jerusalim, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama.
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
5 Odvrati oèi svoje od mene, jer me raspaljuju. Kosa ti je kao stado koza koje se vide na Galadu.
Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca kad izlaze iz kupala, koje se sve blizne a nijedne nema jalove.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
7 Jagodice su tvoje izmeðu vitica tvojih kao kriška šipka.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
8 Šezdeset ima carica i osamdeset inoèa, i djevojaka bez broja;
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
9 Ali je jedna golubica moja, bezazlena moja, jedinica u matere svoje, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidješe je djevojke i nazivaše je blaženom; i carice i inoèe hvališe je.
My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Ko je ona što se vidi kao zora, lijepa kao mjesec, èista kao sunce, strašna kao vojska sa zastavama?
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
11 Siðoh u orašje da vidim voæe u dolu, da vidim cvate li vinova loza, pupe li šipci.
I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.
12 Ne doznah ništa, a duša me moja posadi na kola Aminadavova.
Before I was aware, my soul set me [Among] the chariots of my princely people.
13 Vrati se, vrati se Sulamko, vrati se, vrati se, da te gledamo. Šta æete gledati na Sulamci? kao èete vojnièke.
Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?
