Song of Solomon 5
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
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.
2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
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.
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
Heme desnudado mi ropa; ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies; ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero, y mis entrañas se conmovieron dentro de mí.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
Yo me levanté para abrir á mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que corría sobre las aldabas del candado.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
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.
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
Halláronme los guardas que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima los guardas de los muros.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
Yo os conjuro, oh doncellas de Jerusalem, si hallareis á mi amado, que le hagáis saber como de amor estoy enferma.
9 What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
¿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?
10 My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
Mi amado es blanco y rubio, señalado entre diez mil.
11 His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
Su cabeza, [como] oro finísimo; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.
12 His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
Sus ojos, como palomas junto á los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, [y] á la perfección colocados.
13 His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, [como] fragantes flores: sus labios, [como] lirios que destilan mirra que trasciende.
14 His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
Sus manos, [como] anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, [como] claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.
15 His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Sus piernas, [como] columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de fino oro: su aspecto como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.
16 His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Su paladar, dulcísimo: y todo él codiciable. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, oh doncellas de Jerusalem.
