雅歌 6
1 婦女のいと美はしきものよ 汝の愛する者は何處へゆきしや なんぢの愛する者はいづこへおもむきしや われら汝とともにたづねん
Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
2 わが愛するものは己の園にくだり 香しき花の床にゆき 園の中にて群を牧ひ また百合花を採る
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 我はわが愛する者につき わが愛する者はわれにつく 彼は百合花の中にてその群を牧ふ
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.
4 わが佳耦よ なんぢは美はしきことテルザのごとく 華やかなることヱルサレムのごとく 畏るべきこと旗をあげたる軍旅のごとし
You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5 なんぢの目は我をおそれしむ 請ふ我よりはなれしめよ なんぢの髮はギレアデ山の腰に臥たる山羊の群に似たり
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 なんぢの齒は毛を剪たる牝羊の浴塲より出たるがごとし おのおの雙子をうみてひとつも子なきものはなし
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 なんぢの頬は面帕の後にありて石榴の半片に似たり
Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 后六十人 妃嬪八十人 數しられぬ處女あり
There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
9 わが鴿わが完き者はただ一人のみ 彼はその母の獨子にして產たる者の喜ぶところの者なり 女子等は彼を見て幸福なる者ととなへ 后等妃嬪等は彼を見て讃む
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 この晨光のごとくに見えわたり 月のごとくに美はしく 日のごとくに輝やき 畏るべきこと旗をあげたる軍旅のごとき者は誰ぞや
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 われ胡桃の園にくだりゆき 谷の靑き草木を見 葡萄や芽しし石榴の花や咲しと見回しをりしに
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 意はず知ず我が心われをしてわが貴とき民の車の中間にあらしむ
Without realizing it, my desire set me with my royal people’s chariots.
13 歸れ歸れシユラミの婦よ 歸れ歸れ われら汝を觀んことをねがふ なんぢら何とてマハナイムの跳舞を觀るごとくにシユラミの婦を觀んとねがふや
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?
