1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
1Glej, lepa si, prijateljica moja, glej, lepa si; oči tvoje so kakor golobice za pajčolanom tvojim; lasje tvoji so kakor čreda koz, ki leže po strmini gore Gileadske.
2Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
2Zobje tvoji so kakor čreda ostriženih ovčic, ki stopajo gori iz kopeli, katerih vsaka ima dvojčeti in nerodovitne ni med njimi nobene.
3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
3Ustne tvoje so kakor karmezinasta vrvica in usta tvoja so ljubka; kakor odrezan kos margaranovega jabolka so senca tvoja izza pajčolana tvojega.
4Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
4Vrat tvoj je kakor stolp Davidov, ki je zgrajen za orožnico, na njem visi tisoč ščitov, vsi ščiti junakov.
5Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
5Prsi tvoje so kakor dve srnici, dvojčeti gazelini, ki se paseta med lilijami.
6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
6Dokler se ohladi dan in sence zbeže, pojdem h gori mirovi in k hribu kadila.
7Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
7Vsa si lepa, prijateljica moja, in madeža ni na tebi.
8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
8Z menoj doli z Libanona, nevesta moja, z menoj prideš z Libanona; z vrha Amane boš gledala doli, z vrha Senirja in Hermona, od ležišč levov, od gorá leopardov.
9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
9Obvladala si mi srce, sestra moja, nevesta, obvladala si mi srce z enim pogledom svojih oči, z eno verižico na vratu svojem.
10How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
10Kako je lepa ljubav tvoja, sestra moja, nevesta! koliko boljša je ljubav tvoja nego vino in mazil tvojih duh boljši nego vseh dišav!
11Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
11Z usten tvojih, nevesta, kaplja strd, med in mleko sta pod jezikom tvojim, in oblačil tvojih duh je kakor Libanona vonj.
12A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
12Zaklenjen vrt je sestra moja, nevesta, zaklenjen vrelec, zapečaten studenec.
13Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
13Mladike tvoje so margaranov gaj z žlahtnim sadjem, s ciprovim cvetjem in z nardovimi rastlinami,
14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
14narda in žafran, kolmež in sladka skorjica, z vsakršnim kadilnim drevjem, mira in lopatika z vsemi najboljšimi dišavami.
15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
15Ti si studenec na vrtu, vodnjak žive vode in potoki, ki teko od Libanona.Vstani, severni veter, in pridi, jug, vej skozi moj vrt, da kapljajo njega dišave! Naj pride ljubi moj na vrt svoj in uživa sadove, njemu dragocene.
16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
16Vstani, severni veter, in pridi, jug, vej skozi moj vrt, da kapljajo njega dišave! Naj pride ljubi moj na vrt svoj in uživa sadove, njemu dragocene.