Cantar de los Cantares 3
1 Por las noches en mi cama buscaba al que ama mi alma. Lo busqué, Pero no lo hallé.
By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
2 Me levantaré ahora e iré por la ciudad, Por las calles y por las plazas. ¡Debo hallar al que ama mi alma! Lo busqué, Pero no lo hallé.
I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loves: I sought him, but I found him not.
3 Me hallaron los guarda que rondan la ciudad. ¿Vieron al que ama mi alma?
The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw you him whom my soul loves?
4 Apenas pasé de allí, Hallé al que ama mi alma. Me agarré de él y no lo dejé, Hasta que lo introduje en la casa de mi madre, En la habitación de la que me concibió.
It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loves: 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 Las conjuro, oh hijas de Jerusalén, Por las gacelas y por los venados del campo, Que no despierten al amor Ni lo hagan velar hasta que quiera.
I charge you, O you daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
6 ¿Qué es esto que sube del desierto como columnas de humo, Perfumado con mirra e incienso Y con todos los aromas del mercader?
Who is this that comes out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
7 Mira, la litera de Salomón, Escoltada por 60 valientes de entre los héroes de Israel.
Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; three score valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
8 Todos ellos empuñan espada. Son expertos en la batalla. Cada uno tiene su espada en su cintura Por los peligros de la noche.
They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man has his sword on his thigh because of fear in the night.
9 El rey Salomón hizo para él una litera con madera del Líbano.
King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.
10 Hizo sus columnas de plata, Su respaldo de oro, Su asiento de púrpura, Su interior tapizado con amor por las hijas de Jerusalén.
He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the middle thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 ¡Salgan, oh hijas de Sion, Y contemplen al rey Salomón, Con la diadema que le colocó su madre el día de su boda, El día del gozo de su corazón!
Go forth, O you daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
