نَشِيدُ ٱلْأَنْشَادِ 6
| أَيْنَ ذَهَبَ حَبِيبُكِ أَيَّتُهَا ٱلْجَمِيلَةُ بَيْنَ ٱلنِّسَاءِ؟ أَيْنَ تَوَجَّهَ حَبِيبُكِ فَنَطْلُبَهُ مَعَكِ؟ | ١ 1 |
Chorus to Bride: Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? To where has your beloved turned aside, so that we may seek him with you?
| حَبِيبِي نَزَلَ إِلَى جَنَّتِهِ، إِلَى خَمَائِلِ ٱلطِّيبِ، لِيَرْعَى فِي ٱلْجَنَّاتِ، وَيَجْمَعَ ٱلسَّوْسَنَ. | ٢ 2 |
Bride: My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies.
| أَنَا لِحَبِيبِي وَحَبِيبِي لِي. ٱلرَّاعِي بَيْنَ ٱلسَّوْسَنِ. | ٣ 3 |
I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
| أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ يَا حَبِيبَتِي كَتِرْصَةَ، حَسَنَةٌ كَأُورُشَلِيمَ، مُرْهِبَةٌ كَجَيْشٍ بِأَلْوِيَةٍ. | ٤ 4 |
Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
| حَوِّلِي عَنِّي عَيْنَيْكِ فَإِنَّهُمَا قَدْ غَلَبَتَانِي. شَعْرُكِ كَقَطِيعِ ٱلْمَعْزِ ٱلرَّابِضِ فِي جِلْعَادَ. | ٥ 5 |
Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead.
| أَسْنَانُكِ كَقَطِيعِ نِعَاجٍ صَادِرةٍ مِنَ ٱلْغَسْلِ، ٱللَّوَاتِي كُلُّ وَاحِدَةٍ مُتْئِمٌ وَلَيْسَ فِيهَا عَقِيمٌ. | ٦ 6 |
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
| كَفِلْقَةِ رُمَّانَةٍ خَدُّكِ تَحْتَ نَقَابِكِ. | ٧ 7 |
Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
| هُنَّ سِتُّونَ مَلِكَةً وَثَمَانُونَ سُرِّيَّةً وَعَذَارَى بِلَا عَدَدٍ. | ٨ 8 |
There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
| وَاحِدَةٌ هِيَ حَمَامَتِي كَامِلَتِي. ٱلْوَحِيدَةُ لِأُمِّهَا هِيَ. عَقِيلَةُ وَالِدَتِهَا هِيَ. رَأَتْهَا ٱلْبَنَاتُ فَطَوَّبْنَهَا. ٱلْمَلِكَاتُ وَٱلسَّرَارِيُّ فَمَدَحْنَهَا. | ٩ 9 |
One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her.
| مَنْ هِيَ ٱلْمُشْرِفَةُ مِثْلَ ٱلصَّبَاحِ، جَمِيلَةٌ كَٱلْقَمَرِ، طَاهِرَةٌ كَٱلشَّمْسِ، مُرْهِبَةٌ كَجَيْشٍ بِأَلْوِيَةٍ؟ | ١٠ 10 |
Chorus to Groom: Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?
| نَزَلْتُ إِلَى جَنَّةِ ٱلْجَوْزِ لِأَنْظُرَ إِلَى خُضَرِ ٱلْوَادِي، وَلِأَنْظُرَ: هَلْ أَقْعَلَ ٱلْكَرْمُ؟ هَلْ نَوَّرَ ٱلرُّمَّانُ؟ | ١١ 11 |
Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds.
| فَلَمْ أَشْعُرْ إِلَّا وَقَدْ جَعَلَتْنِي نَفْسِي بَيْنَ مَرْكَبَاتِ قَوْمِ شَرِيفٍ. | ١٢ 12 |
I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab.
| اِرْجِعِي، ٱرْجِعِي يَا شُولَمِّيثُ. ٱرْجِعِي، ٱرْجِعِي فَنَنْظُرَ إِلَيْكِ. مَاذَا تَرَوْنَ فِي شُولَمِّيثَ، مِثْلَ رَقْصِ صَفَّيْنِ؟ | ١٣ 13 |
Chorus to Bride: Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you. Chorus to Groom: What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
