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 did not find him.
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 get up now, and go about the city; in the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I did not find him.
3 Me hallaron los guarda que rondan la ciudad. ¿Vieron al que ama mi alma?
The watchmen who go about the city found me; "Have you seen 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.
I had scarcely passed from them, when 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, into the chamber of her who 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 adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, or by the does of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
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 who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?
7 Mira, la litera de Salomón, Escoltada por 60 valientes de entre los héroes de Israel.
Look, it is Solomon's carriage. Sixty mighty men are around it, of the mighty men 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 handle the sword, and are 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 carriage 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 its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its seat of purple, its midst being paved with love, from 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, you daughters of Zion, and see king Solomon, with the crown with which his mother has crowned him, in the day of his weddings, in the day of the gladness of his heart.
