Song 6
Berean Standard BibleTranslation
Berean Standard Bible
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.
1[ Sponsa Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.
2Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
3I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
3Sponsus Pulchra es, amica mea; suavis, et decora sicut Jerusalem; terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
4You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
4Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum quæ apparuerunt de Galaad.
5Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.
5Dentes tui sicut grex ovium quæ ascenderunt de lavacro: omnes gemellis fœtibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
6Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genæ tuæ, absque occultis tuis.
7Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
7Sexaginta sunt reginæ, et octoginta concubinæ, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,
8Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suæ, electa genetrici suæ. Viderunt eam filiæ, et beatissimam prædicaverunt; reginæ et concubinæ, et laudaverunt eam.
9but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.
9Quæ est ista quæ progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata?
10Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?
10Sponsa Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
11I went down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding or the pomegranates were in bloom.
11Nescivi: anima mea conturbavit me, propter quadrigas Aminadab.
12Before I realized it, my desire had set me among the royal chariots of my people.
12Chorus Revertere, revertere, Sulamitis ! revertere, revertere ut intueamur te.]
13Come back, come back, O Shulammite! Come back, come back, that we may gaze upon you. Why do you look at the Shulammite, as on the dance of Mahanaim ?
no verse 13 in this text
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