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The Lovers Speak
“Oh that you were like a brother to me
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you;
No one would despise me, either.
“Oh that you were like a brother to me
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts.
If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you;
No one would despise me, either.
Ой коли б же ти був мій братік рідний, що зо мною ссав груди в матері моєї! Тодї б я, й зустрівши тебе на улицї, тебе цїлувала, а мене б не суджено.
“I would lead you and bring you
Into the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;
I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.
Into the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;
I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.
Повела б я тебе, завела б у господу до моєї неньки. Ти вчив би мене, я ж поїла б тебе запашним вином, соком із яблок моїх гранатних.
“Let his left hand be under my head
And his right hand embrace me.”
And his right hand embrace me.”
Лїва рука його під головою в мене, а права мене обнімає.
“I want you to swear, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not arouse or awaken my love
Until she pleases.”
Do not arouse or awaken my love
Until she pleases.”
Ой прошу ж я вас, дочки ви Ерусалимські, не будїть і не трівожте милої моєї, доки їй любо!
“Who is this coming up from the wilderness
Leaning on her beloved?”
“Beneath the apple tree I awakened you;
There your mother was in labor with you,
There she was in labor and gave you birth.
Leaning on her beloved?”
“Beneath the apple tree I awakened you;
There your mother was in labor with you,
There she was in labor and gave you birth.
Хто се, спершись на милого, йде з пустинї? Ось де під яблонею розбудила я тебе: там породила тебе мати твоя, там привела на сьвіт тебе родителька твоя.
“Put me like a seal over your heart,
Like a seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
The very flame of the LORD.
Like a seal on your arm.
For love is as strong as death,
Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
The very flame of the LORD.
Зложи ж мене печаттю на серце в тебе, надїнь, як перстень, на руку собі; любов бо, як та смерть, кріпка; заздрість — як пекло, люта; стріли її — стріли огняні; вона — полумє страшно палаюче.
“Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor will rivers overflow it;
If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,
It would be utterly despised.”
Nor will rivers overflow it;
If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,
It would be utterly despised.”
Годї вгасити любови і водам премногим, та й ріки її не заллють. Хоч би за любов давав хто всї статки свого дому, то їх би відкинено згірдно.
“We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts;
What shall we do for our sister
On the day when she is spoken for?
And she has no breasts;
What shall we do for our sister
On the day when she is spoken for?
Є сестра у нас мала ще, безгруда; що робити мем із нашою сестрою, як прийдуть старости до неї?
“If she is a wall,
We will build on her a battlement of silver;
But if she is a door,
We will barricade her with planks of cedar.”
We will build on her a battlement of silver;
But if she is a door,
We will barricade her with planks of cedar.”
Коли б вона була муром, — ми збудовали б на нїй срібні палати; коли б вона була дверми, то ми обложили б її дошками з кедрини.
“I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers;
Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.
Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.
О, я мур, і груди в мене, як башти; тим то й буду я в очах його вповнї дозрілою.
“Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;
He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers.
Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
He entrusted the vineyard to caretakers.
Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
У Баал-Гамонї мав Соломон виноградник; він передав той виноградник сторожам, а кожний мав платити за його плоди по тисячі срібних.
“My very own vineyard is at my disposal;
The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit.”
The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit.”
А мій виноградник таки в мене. Нехай тобі, Соломоне, будуть твої тисячі, та ще й двістї сторожам плодів його.
“O you who sit in the gardens,
My companions are listening for your voice —
Let me hear it!”
My companions are listening for your voice —
Let me hear it!”
Ти, що в садах проживаєш! товариші прислухуються голосови твойму; дай же й менї послухати його.