Song of Solomon 6
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?
Камо отиде брат твой, добрая в женах? Камо уклонися брат твой? И взыщем его с тобою.
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.
Брат мой сниде в вертоград свой, в места аромат, паствити в вертоградех и собирати крины.
3 I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies.
Аз брату моему и брат мой мне, пасый в кринех.
4 Groom to Bride: My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array.
Добра еси, ближняя моя, яко благоволение, красна яко Иерусалим, ужас яко вчиненны.
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.
Отврати очи твои от мене, яко тии воскрилиша мя: власи твои, яко стада коз, яже взыдоша от Галаада:
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.
зубы твои, яко стада остриженых, яже взыдоша от купели, вся близнята родящыя, и безчадныя несть в них: яко вервь червлена устне твои, и беседа твоя красна:
7 Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
яко оброщение шипка ланиты твоя, кроме замолчания твоего.
8 There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
Шестьдесят суть цариц и осмьдесят наложниц, и юнот, имже несть числа:
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.
едина есть голубица моя, совершенная моя: едина есть матери своей, избранна есть родившей ю: видеша ю дщери и ублажиша ю, царицы и наложницы, и восхвалиша ю.
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?
Кто сия проницающая аки утро, добра яко луна, избранна яко солнце, ужас яко вчиненны?
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.
В вертоград орехов снидох видети в плодех потока, видети, аще процвете виноград и возрастоша шипки.
12 I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab.
Тамо дам сосца моя тебе: не разуме душа моя, положи мя на колеснице Аминадавли.
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?
Обратися, обратися, суламитино, обратися, обратися, и узрим в тебе. Что увидите у Суламитины? Приходящая яко лики полков,
