Visoka pesem 1
1 Pesem pesmi, ki je Salomonova.
The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Naj me poljublja s poljubi svojih ust, kajti tvoja ljubezen je boljša kakor vino.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for thy love is better than wine.
3 Zaradi vonja tvojih dobrih mazil je tvoje ime kakor izlito mazilo, zato te ljubijo device.
Thine oils have a good fragrance. Thy name is oil poured forth. Therefore the virgins love thee.
4 Povleci me, me bomo tekle za teboj. Kralj me je privedel v svoje sobe; me bomo vesele in se veselile v tebi, me se bomo spominjale tvoje ljubezni bolj kakor vina. Poštene te ljubijo.
Draw me, we will run after thee. The king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in thee. We will make mention of thy love more than of wine. Rightly do they love thee.
5 Črna sem, toda ljubka, oh ve hčere jeruzalemske, kakor kedárski šotori, kakor Salomonove zavese.
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Ne glejte name, ker sem počrnela, ker je name pogledalo sonce. Otroci moje matere so bili jezni name, postavili so me za varuhinjo vinogradov, toda svojega lastnega vinograda nisem varovala.
Look not upon me, because I am swarthy, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were incensed against me. They made me keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have not kept.
7 Povej mi, oh ti, ki ga ljubi moja duša, kje paseš, kje daješ svojemu tropu, da počiva opoldan; kajti zakaj bi bila jaz kakor nekdo, ki se obrača vstran ob tropih tvojih družabnikov?
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loves, where thou feed thy flock, where thou make it to rest at noon. For why should I be as she who is veiled beside the flocks of thy companions?
8 Če ne veš, oh najlepša med ženami, pojdi svojo pot naprej ob stopinjah tropa in pasi svoje kozličke poleg pastirskih šotorov.
If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.
9 Primerjal sem te, oh moja ljubezen, s skupino konj v faraonovih bojnih vozovih.
I have compared thee, O my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Tvoja lica so ljubka z nizi draguljev, tvoj vrat z verižicami iz zlata.
Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, thy neck with strings of jewels.
11 Naredile ti bomo zlate robove s srebrnimi kroglicami.
We will make thee plaits of gold with studs of silver.
12 Medtem ko kralj sedi pri svoji mizi, moja narda oddaja svoj vonj.
While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
13 Moj srčno ljubljeni mi je sveženj mire, vso noč bo ležal med mojimi prsmi.
My beloved is to me a bundle of myrrh that lies between my breasts.
14 Moj ljubljeni mi je kakor skupina kan v engedijskih vinogradih.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna-flowers in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 Glej, lepa si, moja ljubezen, glej, lepa si, imaš oči golobice.
Behold, thou are fair, my love, behold thou are fair. Thine eyes are doves.
16 Glej, lep si, moj ljubljeni, da, prijeten. Tudi najina postelja je zelena.
Behold, thou are fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant. Also our couch is green.
17 Bruna najine hiše so cedre in najini trami v ostrešju iz cipresovine.
The beams of our house are cedars, our rafters are firs.
