Cantar de los Cantares 5
1 YO vine á mi huerto, oh hermana, esposa [mía]: cogido he mi mirra y mis aromas; he comido mi panal y mi miel, mi vino y mi leche he bebido. Comed, amigos; bebed, amados, y embriagaos.
I have come to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Indeed, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!
2 Yo dormía, pero mi corazón velaba: la voz de mi amado que llamaba: Abreme, hermana mía, amiga mía, paloma mía, perfecta mía; porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, mis cabellos de las gotas de la noche.
I am sleeping, but my heart wakes: The sound of my beloved knocking! “Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled [with] dew, My locks [with] drops of the night.”
3 Heme desnudado mi ropa; ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies; ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
I have put off my coat, how do I put it on? I have washed my feet, how do I defile them?
4 Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero, y mis entrañas se conmovieron dentro de mí.
My beloved sent his hand from the network, And my bowels were moved for him.
5 Yo me levanté para abrir á mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que corría sobre las aldabas del candado.
I rose to open to my beloved, And my hands dripped myrrh, Indeed, my fingers were flowing [with] myrrh, On the handles of the lock.
6 Abrí yo á mi amado; mas mi amado se había ido, había ya pasado: y tras su hablar salió mi alma: busquélo, y no lo hallé; llamélo, y no me respondió.
I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew—he passed on, My soul went forth when he spoke, I sought him, and did not find him. I called him, and he did not answer me.
7 Halláronme los guardas que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima los guardas de los muros.
The watchmen who go around the city, Found me, struck me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.
8 Yo os conjuro, oh doncellas de Jerusalem, si hallareis á mi amado, que le hagáis saber como de amor estoy enferma.
I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved—What do you tell him? That I [am] sick with love!
9 ¿Qué es tu amado más que [otro] amado, oh la más hermosa de todas las mujeres? ¿qué es tu amado más que [otro] amado, que así nos conjuras?
What [is] your beloved above [any] beloved, O beautiful among women? What [is] your beloved above [any] beloved, That thus you have adjured us?
10 Mi amado es blanco y rubio, señalado entre diez mil.
My beloved [is] clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!
11 Su cabeza, [como] oro finísimo; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.
His head [is] pure gold—fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,
12 Sus ojos, como palomas junto á los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, [y] á la perfección colocados.
His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fullness.
13 Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, [como] fragantes flores: sus labios, [como] lirios que destilan mirra que trasciende.
His cheeks [are] as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips—lilies, dripping [and] flowing [with] myrrh,
14 Sus manos, [como] anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, [como] claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.
His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,
15 Sus piernas, [como] columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de fino oro: su aspecto como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.
His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
16 Su paladar, dulcísimo: y todo él codiciable. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, oh doncellas de Jerusalem.
His mouth is sweetness—and all of him desirable, This [is] my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
