¹The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s. Beloved

¹Salomos Højsang

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

²Kys mig, giv mig Kys af din mund thi din Kærlighed er bedre end Vin.

³Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.

³Lifligt dufter dine Salver, dit Navn er en udgydt Salve, derfor har Kvinder dig kær.

⁴Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.

⁴Drag mig efter dig, kom, lad os løbe; Kongen tog mig ind i sine Kamre. Vi vil juble og glæde os i dig, prise din Hærlighed fremfor Vin. Med Rette har de dig kær.

⁵I am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar’s tents, like Solomon’s curtains.

⁵Jeg er sort, dog yndig, Jerusalems Døtre, som Kedars Telte, som Salmas Forhæng.

⁶Don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.

⁶Se ej på mig, fordi jeg er sortladen, fordi jeg er brændt af Solen. Min Moders Sønner vrededes på mig, til Vingårdsvogterske satte de mig - min egen Vingård vogted jeg ikke.

⁷Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; For why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions? Lover

⁷Sig mig, du, som min Sjæl har kær, hvor du vogter din Hjord, hvor du holder Hvil ved Middag. Thi hvi skal jeg gå som en Landstryger ved dine Fællers Hjorde?

⁸If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.

⁸Såfremt du ikke ved det, du fagreste blandt Kvinder, følg da kun Hjordens Spor og vogt dine Geder ved Hyrdernes Boliger.

⁹I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

⁹Ved Faraos Forspand ligner jeg dig, min Veninde.

¹⁰Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.

¹⁰Dine Kinder er yndige med Snorene din Hals med Kæderne.

¹¹We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver. Beloved

¹¹Vi vil gøre dig Snore af Guld med Stænk af Sølv.

¹²While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.

¹²Min Nardus spreder sin Duft, mens Kongen er til Bords;

¹³My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

¹³min Ven er mig en Myrrapose, der ligger ved mit Bryst,

¹⁴My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi. Lover

¹⁴min Ven er mig en Koferklase fra En-Gedis Vingårde.

¹⁵Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves. Beloved

¹⁵Hvor du er fager, min Veninde, hvor du er fager, dine Øjne er Duer!

¹⁶Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant. Lover

¹⁶Hvor du er fager, min Ven, ja dejlig er du, vort Leje er grønt,

¹⁷The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.

¹⁷vor Boligs Bjælker er Cedre, Panelet Cypresser!