Песнь песней Соломона 5
1 Да снидет брат мои в вертоград свой и да яст плод овощий своих. Внидох в вертоград мой, сестро моя невесто: оымах смирну мою со ароматами моими, ядох хлеб мой с медом моим, пих вино мое с млеком моим. Ядите, ближнии, и пийте и упийтеся, братия.
I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride; I have plucked my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my sugar-cane with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, ye companions; drink, yea, drink abundantly, ye friends.—
2 Аз сплю, а сердце мое бдит: глас брата моего ударяет в двери: отверзи ми, сестро моя, ближняя моя, голубице моя, совершенная моя: яко глава моя наполнися росы, и власи мои капель нощных.
I slept, but my heart was awake: [there was] the voice of my beloved that knocked, “Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my guiltless one; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.”
3 Совлекохся ризы моея, како облекуся в ню? Умых нозе мои, како оскверню их?
I have put off my coat: how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet: how shall I defile them?
4 Брат мой посла руку свою сквозе скважню, и чрево мое вострепета от него.
My friend stretched forth his hand through the opening, and my inmost parts were moved for him.
5 Востах аз отверсти брату моему: руце мои искапаша смирну, персты мои смирны полны на руках заключения.
I rose up myself to open for my friend; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with fluid myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6 Отверзох аз брату моему: брат мой прейде. Душа моя изыде в слово его: взысках его, и не обретох его: звах его, и не послуша мене.
I indeed opened for my beloved; but my beloved had vanished, and was gone: my soul had failed me while he was speaking; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he answered me not.
7 Обретоша мя стражие обходящии во граде: биша мя, язвиша мя, взяша верхнюю ризу от мене стражие стеннии.
Then found me the watchmen that walked about the city; they smote me, they wounded me: they took away my vail from me, they that watched the walls.
8 Заклях вы, дщери Иерусалимския, в силах и в крепостех селных: аще обрящете брата моего, возвестите ему, яко уязвлена любовию аз есмь.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, what will ye tell him? that I am sick of love.—
9 Что брат твой паче брата, добрая в женах? Что брат твой от брата, яко тако закляла еси нас?
What is thy friend more than another's friend, O thou fairest of women? what is thy friend more than another's friend, that thus thou adjurest us?—
10 Брат мой бел и чермен, избран от тем:
My friend is white and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand.
11 глава его злато избранно, власы его кудрявы, черны яко вран:
His head is bright as the finest gold, his locks are like waving foliage, and black as a raven.
12 очи его яко голубицы на исполнениих вод, измовени во млеце, седящыя в наполнениих (вод):
His eyes are like [those of] doves by streamlets of waters, bathed in milk, well fitted in their setting.
13 ланиты его аки фиалы аромат, прозябающыя благовоние: устне его крины, каплющии смирну полну:
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as turrets of sweet perfumes: his lips, like lilies, dropping with fluid myrrh.
14 руце его обточены златы, наполнены фарсиса: чрево его сосуд слоновый на камени сапфирове:
His hands are like wheels of gold beset with the chrysolite: his body, an image made of ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15 лыста его столпи марморовы, основани на степенех златых: вид его яко Ливан, избран яко кедрове:
His legs are like pillars of marble, resting upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent like the cedars.
16 гортань его сладость, и весь желание: сей брат мой и сей ближний мой, дщери Иерусалимли.
His palate is full of sweets, and every thing in him is agreeable. This is my friend, and this is my beloved, O daughters of Jerusalem.—
