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.
Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
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 sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
3 Heme desnudado mi ropa; ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies; ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
4 Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero, y mis entrañas se conmovieron dentro de mí.
My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
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 arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
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 opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
7 Halláronme los guardas que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima los guardas de los muros.
The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: 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 adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish 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 manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
10 Mi amado es blanco y rubio, señalado entre diez mil.
My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
11 Su cabeza, [como] oro finísimo; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.
His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, 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 as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
13 Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, [como] fragantes flores: sus labios, [como] lirios que destilan mirra que trasciende.
His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.
14 Sus manos, [como] anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, [como] claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.
His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set 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 as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
16 Su paladar, dulcísimo: y todo él codiciable. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, oh doncellas de Jerusalem.
His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
