Song of Solomon 8
1 Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on.
O, da si mi brat, da si sisao prsa majke moje, našla bih te vani, poljubila bih te i nitko me zato ne bi prezirao.
2 I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate.
Povela bih te i uvela u kuću majke svoje koja me odgojila, pojila bih te najboljim vinom i sokom od mogranja.
3 His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.
Njegova mi je lijeva ruka pod glavom, a desnom me grli.
4 I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
Zaklinjem vas, kćeri jeruzalemske, ne budite, ne budite ljubav mojuš dok sama ne bude htjela!
5 Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.
Tko je ta što dolazi iz pustinje, naslonjena na dragoga svoga? Probudio sam te pod jabukom gdje te mati rodila, gdje te na svijet dala roditeljka tvoja.
6 Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames. (Sheol h7585)
Stavi me kao znak na srce, kao pečat na ruku svoju, jer ljubav je jaka kao smrt, a ljubomora tvrda kao grob. Žar je njezin žar vatre i plamena Jahvina. (Sheol h7585)
7 Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough.
Mnoge vode ne mogu ugasiti ljubav niti je rijeke potopiti. Da netko daje za ljubav sve što u kući ima, taj bi navukao prezir na sebe.
8 We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man?
Imamo malu sestru koja još nema grudi, što ćemo činiti sa svojom sestrom kad bude riječ o njoj?
9 If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood.
Ako bude poput zida, sagradit ćemo na njemu krunište od srebra; ako bude poput vrata, utvrdit ćemo ih cedrovim daskama.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come.
Ja sam zid i grudi su moje kule: tako postadoh u očima njegovim kao ona što nađe smirenje.
11 Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit.
Salomon ima vinograd u Baal Hamonu, dao ga je čuvarima i svaki mora donijeti za urod tisuću srebrnjaka.
12 My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred.
Moj vinograd je preda mnom: tebi, Salomone, tisuća, a dvjesta onima što čuvaju plodove.
13 You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it.
O ti, koja boraviš u vrtovima, drugovi slušaju glas tvoj, daj da ga i ja čujem!
14 Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.
Pohitaj, mili moj, budi kao srna i kao jelenče na gorama mirisnim!
