¹The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

¹Salomonova Pjesma nad pjesmama

²Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

²Poljubi me poljupcem usta svojih, ljubav je tvoja slađa od vina.

³Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

³Miris najboljih mirodija, ulje razlito ime je tvoje, zato te ljube djevojke.

⁴Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

⁴Povuci me za sobom, bježimo! Kralj me uveo u odaje svoje. Igrat ćemo se i radovati zbog tebe, slavit ćemo ljubav tvoju više nego vino. Pravo je da te ljube.

⁵I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

⁵Crna sam ali lijepa, kćeri jeruzalemske, kao šatori kedarski, kao zavjese Salomonove.

⁶Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

⁶Ne gledajte što sam garava, to me sunce opalilo. Sinovi majke moje rasrdili se na mene, postavili me da čuvam vinograde; a svog vinograda, koji je u meni, nisam čuvala.

⁷Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

⁷Reci mi, ti koga ljubi duša moja, gdje paseš, gdje se u podne odmaraš, da ne lutam, tražeći te, oko stada tvojih drugova.

⁸If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

⁸Ako ne znaš, o najljepša među ženama, izađi i slijedi tragove stada i pasi kozliće svoje oko pastirskih koliba.

⁹I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

⁹Usporedio bih te s konjima pod kolima faraonovim, o prijateljice moja.

¹⁰Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

¹⁰Lijepi su obrazi tvoji među naušnicama, vrat tvoj pod ogrlicama.

¹¹We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

¹¹Učinit ćemo za tebe zlatne naušnice s privjescima srebrnim.

¹²While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

¹²- Dok se kralj odmara na svojim dušecima, (tada) nard moj miriše.

¹³A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

¹³Dragi mi je moj stručak smirne što mi među grudima počiva.

¹⁴My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

¹⁴Dragi mi je moj grozd ciprov u vinogradima engedskim.

¹⁵Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

¹⁵- Gle, kako si lijepa, prijateljice moja, gle, kako si lijepa, imaš oči kao golubica.

¹⁶Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

¹⁶- Gle, kako si lijep, dragi moj, gle, kako si mio. Zelenilo je postelja naša.

¹⁷The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

¹⁷- Grede kuća naših cedri su, a natkrovlje čempresi.