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.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, The woman speaking to the man for your love is better than wine.
3 Zaradi vonja tvojih dobrih mazil je tvoje ime kakor izlito mazilo, zato te ljubijo device.
Your anointing oils have a delightful fragrance; your name is like flowing perfume, so the young women love you.
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.
Take me with you, and we will run. The woman speaking to herself The king has brought me into his rooms. The woman speaking to the man We are glad; We rejoice about you; let us celebrate your love; it is better than wine. It is natural for the other women to adore you.
5 Črna sem, toda ljubka, oh ve hčere jeruzalemske, kakor kedárski šotori, kakor Salomonove zavese.
I am dark but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem— dark like the tents of Kedar, lovely like 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.
Do not stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with 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, you whom my soul loves, where do you feed your flock? Where do you rest your flock at noontime? Why should I be like someone who wanders beside the flocks of your companions?
8 Če ne veš, oh najlepša med ženami, pojdi svojo pot naprej ob stopinjah tropa in pasi svoje kozličke poleg pastirskih šotorov.
If you do not know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of my flock, and pasture your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9 Primerjal sem te, oh moja ljubezen, s skupino konj v faraonovih bojnih vozovih.
I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh's chariot horses.
10 Tvoja lica so ljubka z nizi draguljev, tvoj vrat z verižicami iz zlata.
Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 Naredile ti bomo zlate robove s srebrnimi kroglicami.
We will make for you gold ornaments with silver studs.
12 Medtem ko kralj sedi pri svoji mizi, moja narda oddaja svoj vonj.
While the king lay on his couch, my nard emitted its fragrance.
13 Moj srčno ljubljeni mi je sveženj mire, vso noč bo ležal med mojimi prsmi.
My beloved is to me like a bag of myrrh that spends the night lying between my breasts.
14 Moj ljubljeni mi je kakor skupina kan v engedijskih vinogradih.
My beloved is to me like a cluster of henna flowers in the vineyards of En Gedi.
15 Glej, lepa si, moja ljubezen, glej, lepa si, imaš oči golobice.
Listen, you are beautiful, my love; listen, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves.
16 Glej, lep si, moj ljubljeni, da, prijeten. Tudi najina postelja je zelena.
Listen, you are handsome, my beloved, how handsome. The lush plants are our bed.
17 Bruna najine hiše so cedre in najini trami v ostrešju iz cipresovine.
The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are firs.
