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New King James Version
Якби ж то ти був мені братом, що ссав груди матері моєї! Я, стрінувши тебе на вулиці, могла б тебе обняти і мене б не ганьблено.
Lovers Reunited at Their Country Home
Oh, that you were like my brother,
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I should find you outside,
I would kiss you;
I would not be despised.
Oh, that you were like my brother,
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I should find you outside,
I would kiss you;
I would not be despised.
Я повела б тебе, я привела б тебе у дім матері моєї; ти мене навчав би. Я б тебе напоїла вином пахучим, солодким суслом моїх гранатових яблук.
I would lead you and bring you
Into the house of my mother,
She who used to instruct me.
I would cause you to drink of spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.
Into the house of my mother,
She who used to instruct me.
I would cause you to drink of spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.
Ліва рука його під головою в мене, а права мене обнімає. "Я заклинаю вас, дочки єрусалимські, не будіть, не розбуджуйте моєї любої, покіль вона того не схоче.
(To the Daughters of Jerusalem)
His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
Хто це, що сходить від пустині, на свого любого опершись?
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.
Під яблунею я збудив тебе; там тебе зачала твоя мати, там зачала та, що тебе породила.
Love Renewed in Lebanon
A Relative
Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?
I awakened you under the apple tree.
There your mother brought you forth;
There she who bore you brought you forth.
A Relative
Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
Leaning upon her beloved?
I awakened you under the apple tree.
There your mother brought you forth;
There she who bore you brought you forth.
Поклади мене печаттю на твоїм серці, печаттю на твою руку; любов бо, як смерть сильна; ревнощі люті, немов пекло. Стріли її — вогненні стріли, правдиве полум'я Господнє.
Водам великим любови не вгасити, ані рікам її не затопити. Якби хто за любов віддав скарби свого дому, зазнав би лиш погорди великої.
Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor can the floods drown it.
If a man would give for love
All the wealth of his house,
It would be utterly despised.
Nor can the floods drown it.
If a man would give for love
All the wealth of his house,
It would be utterly despised.
Є в нас сестричка невеличка, грудей вона не має. Що нам робити з нашою сестрою, як прийдуть старости до неї?
The Shulamite’s Brothers
We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
We have a little sister,
And she has no breasts.
What shall we do for our sister
In the day when she is spoken for?
Як вона — мур, збудуймо на ньому башту срібну. Як вона — двері, ми зробимо для них кедрові стулки.
If she is a wall,
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.
We will build upon her
A battlement of silver;
And if she is a door,
We will enclose her
With boards of cedar.
Я — мур, і мої груди мов ті башти, тоді в його очах я була мов та, що знайшла спокій.
The Shulamite
I am a wall,
And my breasts like towers;
Then I became in his eyes
As one who found peace.
I am a wall,
And my breasts like towers;
Then I became in his eyes
As one who found peace.
Був у Соломона виноградник у Ваал-Гамоні. Він дав був сторожам той виноградник, і кожний мав принести за плоди з нього по тисячі срібних.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon;
He leased the vineyard to keepers;
Everyone was to bring for its fruit
A thousand silver coins.
He leased the vineyard to keepers;
Everyone was to bring for its fruit
A thousand silver coins.
Мій виноградник, що мені належить, перед очима в мене. Та тисяча для тебе, Соломоне, а двісті — сторожам його плоду.
(To Solomon)
My own vineyard is before me.
You, O Solomon, may have a thousand,
And those who tend its fruit two hundred.
My own vineyard is before me.
You, O Solomon, may have a thousand,
And those who tend its fruit two hundred.
О ти, що в садах живеш! Товариші уважно слухають твій голос. Дай же мені його почути!
The Beloved
You who dwell in the gardens,
The companions listen for your voice —
Let me hear it!
You who dwell in the gardens,
The companions listen for your voice —
Let me hear it!