Cantar de los Cantares 5

1 YO vine á mi huerto, oh hermana, esposa [mía]: cogido he mi mirra y mis aromas; he comido mi panal y mi miel, mi vino y mi leche he bebido. Comed, amigos; bebed, amados, y embriagaos.

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love.

2 Yo dormía, pero mi corazón velaba: la voz de mi amado que llamaba: Abreme, hermana mía, amiga mía, paloma mía, perfecta mía; porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, mis cabellos de las gotas de la noche.

I am sleeping, but my heart is awake; it is the sound of my loved one at the door, saying, Be open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my very beautiful one; my head is wet with dew, and my hair with the drops of the night.

3 Heme desnudado mi ropa; ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies; ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?

I have put off my coat; how may I put it on? My feet are washed; how may I make them unclean?

4 Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero, y mis entrañas se conmovieron dentro de mí.

My loved one put his hand on the door, and my heart was moved for him.

5 Yo me levanté para abrir á mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que corría sobre las aldabas del candado.

I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.

6 Abrí yo á mi amado; mas mi amado se había ido, había ya pasado: y tras su hablar salió mi alma: busquélo, y no lo hallé; llamélo, y no me respondió.

I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer.

7 Halláronme los guardas que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima los guardas de los muros.

The keepers who go about the town overtook me; they gave me blows and wounds; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

8 Yo os conjuro, oh doncellas de Jerusalem, si hallareis á mi amado, que le hagáis saber como de amor estoy enferma.

I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you see my loved one, what will you say to him? That I am overcome with love.

9 ¿Qué es tu amado más que [otro] amado, oh la más hermosa de todas las mujeres? ¿qué es tu amado más que [otro] amado, que así nos conjuras?

What is your loved one more than another, O fairest among women? What is your loved one more than another, that you say this to us?

10 Mi amado es blanco y rubio, señalado entre diez mil.

My loved one is white and red, the chief among ten thousand.

11 Su cabeza, [como] oro finísimo; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.

His head is as the most delicate gold; his hair is thick, and black as a raven.

12 Sus ojos, como palomas junto á los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, [y] á la perfección colocados.

His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the water streams, washed with milk, and rightly placed.

13 Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, [como] fragantes flores: sus labios, [como] lirios que destilan mirra que trasciende.

His face is as beds of spices, giving out perfumes of every sort; his lips like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

14 Sus manos, [como] anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, [como] claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.

His hands are as rings of gold ornamented with beryl-stones; his body is as a smooth plate of ivory covered with sapphires.

15 Sus piernas, [como] columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de fino oro: su aspecto como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.

His legs are as pillars of stone on a base of delicate gold; his looks are as Lebanon, beautiful as the cedar-tree.

16 Su paladar, dulcísimo: y todo él codiciable. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, oh doncellas de Jerusalem.

His mouth is most sweet; yes, he is all beautiful. This is my loved one, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.