Pesma nad pesmama 8
1 O da bi mi brat bio, da bi sao sise matere moje! našavši te na polju poljubila bih te, i ne bih bila prijekorna.
Oh that some one would make thee as my brother that hath sucked my mother's breasts! should I then find thee without, I would kiss thee; and yet, people would not despise me.
2 Povela bih te i dovela bih te u kuæu matere svoje; ti bi me uèio, a ja bih te pojila vinom mirisavijem, sokom od šipaka.
I would lead thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, thou shouldst teach me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the sweet juice of my pomegranate.
3 Lijeva je ruka njegova meni pod glavom a desnom me grli.
Oh that his left hand might be under my head, and that his right hand might embrace me.
4 Zaklinjem vas, kæeri Jerusalimske, ne budite ljubavi moje, ne budite je, dokle joj ne bude volja.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, why will ye awaken, and why will ye excite my love, until it please [to come of itself]?—
5 Ko je ona što ide gore iz pustinje naslanjajuæi se na dragoga svoga? Pod jabukom probudih te, gdje te rodi mati tvoja, gdje te rodi roditeljka tvoja.
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her friend?—Under the apple-tree have I waked thee up; there thy mother brought thee forth; there brought thee forth she that bore thee.
6 Metni me kao peèat na srce svoje, kao peèat na mišicu svoju. Jer je ljubav jaka kao smrt, i ljubavna sumnja tvrda kao grob; žar je njezin kao žar ognjen, plamen Božji. (Sheol h7585)
Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm; for strong as death is love; violent like the nether world is jealousy; its heat is the heat of fire, a flame of God. (Sheol h7585)
7 Mnoga voda ne može ugasiti ljubavi, niti je rijeke potopiti. Da ko daje sve imanje doma svojega za tu ljubav, osramotio bi se.
Many waters are not able to quench love, nor can the rivers flood it away: if a man were to give all the wealth of his house for love, men would utterly despise him.—
8 Imamo sestru malenu, koja još nema dojaka. Šta æemo èiniti sa sestrom svojom kad bude rijeè o njoj?
We have a little sister, and she hath yet no breasts: what shall we do for our sister on the day when she shall be spoken for?
9 Ako je zid, sagradiæemo na njemu dvor od srebra; ako li vrata, utvrdiæemo ih daskama kedrovijem.
If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.—
10 Ja sam zid i dojke su moje kao kule. Tada postah u oèima njegovijem kao ona koja naðe mir.
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.
11 Vinograd imaše Solomun u Valamonu; dade vinograd èuvarima da svaki donosi za rod njegov po tisuæu srebrnika.
Solomon had a vineyard at Ba'al-hamon; he had given up the vineyard unto the keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
12 Moj vinograd koji ja imam, preda mnom je. Neka tebi, Solomune, tisuæa, i dvije stotine onima koji èuvaju rod njegov.
My vineyard, which was mine, was before me: thine, O Solomon, be the thousand, and let two hundred be for those that keep its fruit.—
13 Koja nastavaš u vrtovima! drugovi slušaju glas tvoj, daj mi da ga èujem.
“Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions listen for thy voice: oh let me hear it.”
14 Brže, dragi moj! i budi kao srna ili kao jelenèe na gorama mirisnijem.
Flee away, my friend, and be thou like the roebuck, or the fawn of the hinds, upon the mountain of spices.
