Song of Solomon 6

1 Where? has he gone lover your O beautiful [one] among women where? has he turned lover your so we may seek him with you.

Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?

2 Lover my he has gone down to garden his to [the] beds of spice to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.

My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

3 I [belong] to lover my and lover my [belongs] to me who [is] grazing among the lilies.

I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

4 [are] beautiful You O friend my like Tirzah lovely like Jerusalem majestic like hosts with banners.

You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

5 Turn eyes your from before me that they they have confused me hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that they have descended from Gilead.

Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

6 Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of ewes that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring not among them.

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins; not one is bereaved among them.

7 [is] like [the] slice of Pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.

Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

8 [are] sixty They queens and eighty concubines and young women there not [is] a number.

There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.

9 [is] one She dove my perfect [one] my [is] one [daughter] she of mother her [is] a pure [daughter] she of [the] [one who] bore her they saw her daughters and they called blessed her queens and concubines and they praised her.

My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed. The queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her.

10 Who? this [is] the [one who] looks down like [the] dawn beautiful like the full moon pure like the sun majestic like hosts with banners.

Who is she who looks out as the morning, beautiful as the moon, clear as the sun, and awesome as an army with banners?

11 To a garden of nut[s] I went down to look on [the] green shoots of the wadi to see ¿ had it budded the vine had they bloomed? the pomegranates.

I went down into the nut tree grove, to see the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.

12 Not I knew desire my it set me [the] chariots of (Aminadav. *LB)

Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots.

13 Return return O Shulammite [woman] return return so we may look on you why? will you look on the Shulammite [woman] like [the] dance of the two groups.

Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Lover Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, as at the dance of Mahanaim?