Visoka pesem 6
1 Kam je odšel tvoj ljubljeni, oh najlepša med ženami? Kam se je tvoj ljubljeni obrnil? Da ga bomo lahko iskale s teboj.
Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
2 Moj ljubljeni je odšel dol v svoj vrt, k posteljam iz dišav, da pase na vrtovih in da nabira lilije.
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 Jaz sem svojega ljubljenega in moj ljubljeni je moj; med lilijami pase.
I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
4 Krasna si, oh moja ljubezen, kakor Tirca, ljubka kakor Jeruzalem, strašna kakor vojska s prapori.
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Svoje oči odvrni od mene, kajti prevzele so me. Tvoji lasje so kakor trop koz, ki se pojavljajo iz Gileáda.
Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
6 Tvoji zobje so kakor trop ovc, ki gredo gor s kopanja, od katerih vsaka rojeva dvojčke in med njimi ni niti ene jalove.
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 Kakor košček granatnega jabolka so tvoja sènca znotraj tvojih pramenov.
Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
8 Šestdeset je kraljic in osemdeset priležnic in devic brez števila.
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
9 Moja golobica, moja neomadeževana je le ena, je samo ena od svoje matere, je izbranka nje, ki jo je rodila. Hčere so jo videle in jo blagoslovile, da, kraljice in priležnice in so jo hvalile.
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 Kdo je tista, ki gleda kakor jutro, lepa kakor luna, čista kakor sonce in strašna kakor vojska s prapori?
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 Odšla sem dol v orehov vrt, da vidim sadove doline in da vidim, če trta cveti in granatna jabolka brste.
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 Preden sem se zavedla, me je moja duša naredila podobno Aminadábovim bojnim vozovom.
Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
13 Vrni se, vrni se, oh Šulámka, vrni se, vrni se, da te lahko pogledamo. Kaj boste videli na Šulámki? Kot bi bila to skupina dveh vojsk.
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?
