Cantar de los Cantares 5
1 Yo vine a mi huerto, o! hermana, esposa mía; yo cogí mi mirra, y mis especias. Yo comí mi panal, y mi miel: yo bebí mi vino, y mi leche. Coméd amigos, bebéd amados, y embriagáos.
Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries. I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; yea, brethren, drink abundantly.
2 Yo duermo, y mi corazón vela. La voz de mi amado, que toca a la puerta, diciendo: Ábreme, hermana mía, amor mío, paloma mía, mi sin mancilla, porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, mis guedejas de las gotas de la noche.
I sleep, but my heart is awake: the voice of my kinsman knocks at the door, [saying], Open, open to me, my companion, my sister, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
3 He desnudado mi ropa, ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies, ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
4 Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero de la puerta, y mis entrañas rugieron dentro de mí.
My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole [of the door], and my belly moved for him.
5 Yo me levanté para abrir a mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que pasaba sobre las aldabas del candado.
I rose up to open to my kinsman; my hands dropped myrrh, my fingers choice myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
6 Yo abrí a mi amado: mas mi amado era ya ido, ya había pasado; y mi alma salió tras su hablar, le busqué, y no le hallé: le llamé, y no me respondió.
I opened to my kinsman; my kinsman was gone: my soul failed at his speech: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he answered me not.
7 Halláronme las guardas, que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima, las guardas de los muros.
The watchman that go their rounds in the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8 Yo os conjuro, o! hijas de Jerusalem, que si hallareis a mi amado, que le hagáis saber, que de amor estoy enferma.
I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and the virtues of the field: if ye should find my kinsman, what are ye to say to him? That I am wounded with love.
9 ¿Qué es tu amado más que los otros amados, o! la más hermosa de todas las mujeres? ¿qué es tu amado más que los otros amados, que así nos has conjurado?
What is thy kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, O thou beautiful among women? what is thy kinsman [more] than [another] kinsman, that thou hast so charged us?
10 Mi amado es blanco, rubio, mas señalado que diez mil.
My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads.
11 Su cabeza, oro fino; sus guedejas crespas, negras como el cuervo:
His head is [as] very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven.
12 Sus ojos, como de las palomas, que están junto a los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, que están junto a la abundancia.
His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools.
13 Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, como las flores de las especias: sus labios, lirios que gotean mirra que pasa.
His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.
14 Sus manos, anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, blanco marfil cubierto de zafiros.
His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.
15 Sus piernas, columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de oro fino: su vista como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.
His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars.
16 Su paladar, dulzuras, y todo él deseos. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, o! hijas de Jerusalem.
His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem.
