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Song of Solomon (Translated) (view source)
Revision as of 02:47, June 19, 2010
, 02:47, June 19, 2010Chapter 2, finished
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|Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
|Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
|You are so beautiful mi love, so beautiful! Your eyes are more charming than the most charming of the birds!
|You are so beautiful mi love, so beautiful! Your eyes are more charming than a dove!
|The man speaks again
|The man speaks again
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|I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
|I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
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|I am a the rose from Saron, and the lily of the valleys
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|As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
|As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
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|As a lily among thorns is my loved girl among other women
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|As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
|As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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|As an apple tree among a forest is my loved man among other men. I love to sit under his shadow, his fruit is sweet to my taste.
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|He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
|He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
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|He took me to the banquetinng house, and over me he raised his love flag.
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|Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
|Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
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|Make me strong with raisins, sustain me with apples, because I am sick of love!
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|His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
|His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
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|His left hand is under my head, and his right arm embraces me!
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|I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
|I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
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|I beg you, women from Jerusalem, in the name of the gazelles and the deer from the forest, that you don’t bother my loved girl, let her sleep until she wants to awake.
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|The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
|The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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|The voice of my loved man! Look at him, he is coming! Jumping through the hills, hopping through the mountains!
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|My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
|My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
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|My loved man is like a deer. Look at him, standing beneath our wall, spying through the windows, watching through the lattices!
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|My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
|My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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|My loved man spoke and told me: “Get up, my love, come with me, beautiful woman!”
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|For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
|For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
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|Look, the winter is gone, and with it, also has gone the rain!
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|The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
|The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
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|The flowers are blooming in the country; it is the time to sing! You can hear throughout our land the music of the nightingales!
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|The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
|The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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|The fig tree is giving its first fruits, and the vineyards are spreading its fragrance. Get up, my love, come with me, beautiful woman!
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|O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
|O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
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|My dove, you who hide in the cracks of the rocks, in the clef of the mountains, show me your face, let me hear your voice; Your voice is so pleasant, and your face so beautiful!
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|Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
|Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
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|Catch those foxes, those little foxes that destroy our vineyards, our vineyards in full blossom!
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|My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
|My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
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|My loved man is mine, and I am his, he feeds his herds among lilies.
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|Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
|Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
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|Before the day breaks, and the shadows fade away, come back to me, my love. Run like a deer through the steep hills.
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