< Song of Solomon 1 >

1 This is [King] Solomon’s most beautiful song.
The song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Kiss me [on my lips], because your love [for me] is more delightful than wine.
Let him give me the kisses of his mouth: for his love is better than wine.
3 The fragrance of the cologne on your [skin] is [very] sweet/pleasing [CHI]. And your reputation is [very] good and spreads, [like] [SIM] the fragrance of the special oil spread on your skin. That is why the [other] young women are attracted to you.
Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
4 Take me quickly; take me to your home. [It is as though] you are my king; take me into your room. We are very happy [DOU] about you; we say that your love [for each other] is better than wine. It is not surprising that the other young women adore you.
Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
5 You women of Jerusalem, I am dark but beautiful; my dark skin is like [SIM] the tents in Kedar, [or] like the beautiful curtains in Solomon’s palace.
I am dark, but fair of form, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
6 [But] do not stare at me because of the sun having caused my skin to become dark; my brothers were angry with me, [so] they forced me to work [out in the sunshine] in the vineyards, so I was not able to take good care of my body/skin [CHI, MET].
Let not your eyes be turned on me, because I am dark, because I was looked on by the sun; my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vine-gardens; but my vine-garden I have not kept.
7 You whom I [SYN] love, where will you take your flock of sheep today? Where will you allow them to rest at noontime? I want to know because it is not right [RHQ] for me to wander around like a prostitute looking for you among the flocks that belong to your friends.
Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?
8 You who are the most beautiful of all the women, if you [search for me and] do not know [where I will take my sheep], follow the tracks/footprints of the sheep. [Then] allow your young goats to (graze/eat grass) near the shepherds’ tents.
If you have not knowledge, O most beautiful among women, go on your way in the footsteps of the flock, and give your young goats food by the tents of the keepers.
9 You [are beautiful], my darling, like the young female horse that pulls the chariot of the king of Egypt.
I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
10 Your cheeks are decorated with jewelry, and there are strings of beads/pearls around your neck.
Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
11 We will make for you [some] gold earrings that are decorated/inlaid with silver.
We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
12 While the king was on his couch, the smell of my perfume spread [around the room].
While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
13 The man who loves me is [as delightful as [MET]] a (sachet/small cloth bag) of myrrh between my breasts.
As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
14 He is like [MET] a bunch of flowers from the vineyards at En-Gedi.
My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
15 You whom I love, you are beautiful; you are very beautiful! Your eyes are [as delightful/charming as] doves.
See, you are fair, my love, you are fair; you have the eyes of a dove.
16 You who love me, you are very delightful/handsome, you are wonderful! This green grass will be [like] a couch [where we lie down].
See, you are fair, my loved one, and a pleasure; our bed is green.
17 [Branches of] cedar [trees] will shade us; [it is as though branches of] juniper/pine [trees] will be like [MET] a roof [over our heads].
Cedar-trees are the pillars of our house; and our boards are made of fir-trees.

< Song of Solomon 1 >