Visoka pesem 3
1 Ponoči sem na svoji postelji iskala njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša; iskala sem ga, toda nisem ga našla.
BY night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
2 Sedaj se bom dvignila in šla okoli mesta, po ulicah in po širokih poteh bom iskala njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša. Iskala sem ga, toda nisem ga našla.
I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
3 Stražarji, ki hodijo po mestu, so me našli, ki sem jim rekla: »Ali ste videli njega, ki ga ljubi moja duša?«
The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?
4 Ni bilo dolgo, ko sem odšla od njih, vendar sem našla tistega, ki ga ljubi moja duša. Prijela sem ga in ga nisem hotela izpustiti, dokler ga nisem privedla v hišo svoje matere in v sobo nje, ki me je spočela.
It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.
5 Naročam vam, oh hčere jeruzalemske, pri srnah in pri poljskih košutah, da ne razvnamete niti ne zbudite moje ljubezni, dokler njemu ugaja.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
6 Kdo je ta, ki prihaja iz divjine, podobna stebrom dima, odišavljena z miro in kadilom, z vsemi trgovčevimi praški?
Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Poglej njegovo posteljo, ki je Salomonova. Šestdeset hrabrih mož je okoli nje, izmed Izraelovih hrabrih.
Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8 Vsi držijo meče, izkušeni so v vojni; vsak človek ima svoj meč na svojem stegnu zaradi strahu ponoči.
They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.
9 Kralj Salomon si je naredil bojni voz iz libanonskega lesa.
King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Njegove stebre je naredil iz srebra, njegovo dno iz zlata, njegovo pokrivalo iz škrlata, njegova sreda je bila tlakovana z ljubeznijo do jeruzalemskih hčera.
He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Pojdite ven, oh hčere sionske in glejte kralja Salomona s krono, s katero ga je na dan njegovih zarok kronala njegova mati in na dan veselja njegovega srca.
Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
