Cantar de los Cantares 5
1 He entrado en mi jardín, mi hermana, mi novia. He reunido mi mirra con mi especia; He comido mi panal con mi miel; He bebido mi vino con mi leche. Amigos ¡Comed, amigos! Bebe, sí, bebe en abundancia, amado.
Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
2 Yo estaba dormido, pero mi corazón estaba despierto. Es la voz de mi amada la que llama: “Ábreme, hermana mía, mi amor, mi paloma, mi inmaculada; porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, y mi pelo con la humedad de la noche”.
I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
3 Me he quitado la túnica. ¿Debo ponérmela? Me he lavado los pies. De hecho, ¿debo ensuciarlos?
I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
4 Mi amado metió la mano por la abertura del pestillo. Mi corazón latía por él.
My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
5 Me levanté para abrir para mi amada. Mis manos goteaban mirra, mis dedos con mirra líquida, en las asas de la cerradura.
I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
6 Le abrí a mi amada; pero mi amado se fue, y se fue. Mi corazón se apagó cuando habló. Lo busqué, pero no lo encontré. Le llamé, pero no contestó.
I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
7 Los vigilantes que recorren la ciudad me encontraron. Me ganaron. Me han magullado. Los guardianes de las murallas me quitaron la capa.
The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8 Os conjuro, hijas de Jerusalén, Si encuentras a mi amada, que le digas que me desmayo de amor.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
9 ¿Cómo es tu amado mejor que otro amado, ¿eres la más bella entre las mujeres? Cómo es que tu amado es mejor que otro amado, ¿que nos adjuntan?
What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
10 Mi amado es blanco y rubicundo. El mejor entre diez mil.
My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
11 Su cabeza es como el oro más puro. Su pelo es tupido, negro como un cuervo.
His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
12 Sus ojos son como palomas junto a los arroyos de agua, lavados con leche, montados como joyas.
His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
13 Sus mejillas son como un lecho de especias con torres de perfumes. Sus labios son como lirios, que dejan caer mirra líquida.
His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.
14 Sus manos son como anillos de oro engastados con berilo. Su cuerpo es como una obra de marfil recubierta de zafiros.
His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
15 Sus piernas son como columnas de mármol asentadas sobre bases de oro fino. Su aspecto es como el Líbano, excelente como los cedros.
His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
16 Su boca es la dulzura; Sí, es totalmente encantador. Este es mi amado, y este es mi amigo, hijas de Jerusalén.
His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
