Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
O da bi mi brat bio, da bi sao sise matere moje! našavši te na polju poljubila bih te, i ne bih bila prijekorna.
2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
Povela bih te i dovela bih te u kuæu matere svoje; ti bi me uèio, a ja bih te pojila vinom mirisavijem, sokom od šipaka.
3 His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
Lijeva je ruka njegova meni pod glavom a desnom me grli.
4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.
Zaklinjem vas, kæeri Jerusalimske, ne budite ljubavi moje, ne budite je, dokle joj ne bude volja.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.
Ko je ona što ide gore iz pustinje naslanjajuæi se na dragoga svoga? Pod jabukom probudih te, gdje te rodi mati tvoja, gdje te rodi roditeljka tvoja.
6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of Yah. (Sheol h7585)
Metni me kao peèat na srce svoje, kao peèat na mišicu svoju. Jer je ljubav jaka kao smrt, i ljubavna sumnja tvrda kao grob; žar je njezin kao žar ognjen, plamen Božji. (Sheol h7585)
7 Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
Mnoga voda ne može ugasiti ljubavi, niti je rijeke potopiti. Da ko daje sve imanje doma svojega za tu ljubav, osramotio bi se.
8 We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?
Imamo sestru malenu, koja još nema dojaka. Šta æemo èiniti sa sestrom svojom kad bude rijeè o njoj?
9 If she is a wall, we will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Ako je zid, sagradiæemo na njemu dvor od srebra; ako li vrata, utvrdiæemo ih daskama kedrovijem.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.
Ja sam zid i dojke su moje kao kule. Tada postah u oèima njegovijem kao ona koja naðe mir.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
Vinograd imaše Solomun u Valamonu; dade vinograd èuvarima da svaki donosi za rod njegov po tisuæu srebrnika.
12 My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon, two hundred for those who tend its fruit.
Moj vinograd koji ja imam, preda mnom je. Neka tebi, Solomune, tisuæa, i dvije stotine onima koji èuvaju rod njegov.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Koja nastavaš u vrtovima! drugovi slušaju glas tvoj, daj mi da ga èujem.
14 Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
Brže, dragi moj! i budi kao srna ili kao jelenèe na gorama mirisnijem.
