¹Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

¹Kam je šel ljubi tvoj, o najlepša med ženami, kam se je obrnil ljubi tvoj? Iskati ga hočemo s teboj!

²My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

²Ljubi moj je šel doli na vrt svoj, h gredicam balzamovim, da bi pasel po vrtih in trgal lilije.

³I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

³Jaz sem ljubega svojega in ljubi moj je moj, on pase čredo svojo med lilijami.

⁴Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁴Lepa si, prijateljica moja, kakor Tirza, milovidna kakor Jeruzalem, strašna kakor vojske z zastavami.

⁵Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

⁵Obrni oči od mene, ker me premagujejo. Lasje tvoji so kakor čreda koz, ki ležé po strmini Gileadski.

⁶Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

⁶Zobje tvoji so kakor čreda ovac, ki stopajo gori iz kopeli, katerih vsaka ima dvojčeti in nerodovitne ni med njimi nobene.

⁷As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

⁷Senca tvoja so kakor odrezan kos margaranovega jabolka za pajčolanom tvojim.

⁸There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

⁸Šestdeset je kraljic in osemdeset priležnic in mladenk brez števila.

⁹My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

⁹A edina je golobica moja, popolna moja; edinica je materi svoji, izvoljenka porodnici svoji. Hčere so jo videle in so jo blagorovale, tudi kraljice in priležnice in so jo hvalile.

¹⁰Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

¹⁰Kdo je ona, ki prisvitava kakor jutranja zarja, lepa kakor mesec, čista kakor sonce, strašna kakor vojske z zastavami?

¹¹I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.

¹¹Šel sem doli na orehov vrt, da si ogledam zelene mladike v dolini, da pogledam, če dela vinska trta popke, če cveto margaranova jabolka.

¹²Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

¹²A preden sem zaznal, me je posadila duša moja na krasni voz mojega plemenitega ljudstva.Vrni se, vrni se, o Šulamljanka, vrni se, vrni se, da te bomo gledali! [6:14] Kaj hočete gledati Šulamljanko? kakor ples mahanaimski...

¹³Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

¹³Vrni se, vrni se, o Šulamljanka, vrni se, vrni se, da te bomo gledali! [6:14] Kaj hočete gledati Šulamljanko? kakor ples mahanaimski...