Song of Solomon 1

1 This is Solomon’s Song of Songs.

1 هَذَا نَشِيدُ الأَنَاشِيدِ لِسُلَيْمَانَ.

2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.

2 (الْمَحْبُوبَةُ): لِيَلْثِمْنِي بِقُبْلاتِ فَمِهِ، لأَنَّ حُبَّكَ أَلَذُّ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ.

3 The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.

3 رَائِحَةُ عُطُورِكَ شَذِيَّةٌ، وَاسْمُكَ أَرِيجٌ مَسْكُوبٌ؛ لِذَلِكَ أَحَبَّتْكَ الْعَذَارَى.

4 Take me away with you—let us hurry! May the king bring me to his chambers. We will rejoice and delight in you; we will praise your love more than wine. It is only right that they adore you.

4 اجْذُبْنِي وَرَاءَكَ فَنَجْرِيَ، أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى مَخَادِعِهِ. نَبْتَهِجُ بِكَ وَنَفْرَحُ، وَنَمْدَحُ حُبَّكَ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ، فَالَّذِينَ أَحَبُّوكَ مُحِقُّونَ.

5 I am dark, yet lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

5 سَمْرَاءُ أَنَا، وَلَكِنَّنِي رَائِعَةُ الْجَمَالِ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ. أَنَا سَمْرَاءُ كَخِيَامِ قِيدَارَ. أَوْ كَسُرَادِقِ سُلَيْمَانَ.

6 Do not stare because I am dark, for the sun has gazed upon me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; they made me a keeper of the vineyards, but my own vineyard I have neglected.

6 لَا تَنْظُرْنَ إِلَيَّ لأَنَّنِي سَمْرَاءُ، فَإِنَّ الشَّمْسَ قَدْ لَوَّحَتْنِي. إِخْوَتِي قَدْ غَضِبُوا مِنِّي فَأَقَامُونِي حَارِسَةً لِلْكُرُومِ، أَمَّا كَرْمِي فَلَمْ أَنْطُرْهُ.

7 Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?

7 قُلْ لِي يَا مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي، أَيْنَ تَرْعَى قُطْعَانَكَ وَأَيْنَ تُرْبِضُ بِها عِنْدَ الظَّهِيرَةِ؟ فَلِمَاذَا أَكُونُ كَامْرَأَةٍ مُقَنَّعَةٍ، أَتَجَوَّلُ بِجُوَارِ قُطْعَانِ أَصْحَابِكَ؟

8 If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.

8 (الْمُحِبُّ): إِنْ كُنْتِ لَا تَعْلَمِينَ يَا أَجْمَلَ النِّسَاءِ، فَاقْتَفِي أَثَرَ الْغَنَمِ، وَارْعَيْ جِدَاءَكِ عِنْدَ مَسَاكِنِ الرُّعَاةِ.

9 I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.

9 إِنِّي أُشَبِّهُكِ يَا حَبِيبَتِي بِفَرَسٍ فِي مَرْكَبَاتِ فِرْعَوْنَ.

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

10 مَا أَجْمَلَ خَدَّيْكِ بِالْحُلِيِّ، وَعُنُقَكِ بِالْقَلائِدِ الذَّهَبِيَّةِ.

11 We will make you ornaments of gold, studded with beads of silver.

11 سَنَصْنَعُ لَكِ أَقْرَاطاً مِنْ ذَهَبٍ مَعَ جُمَانٍ مِنْ فِضَّةٍ.

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

12 (الْمَحْبُوبَةُ): بَيْنَمَا الْمَلِكُ مُسْتَلْقٍ عَلَى أَرِيكَتِهِ فَاحَ نَارِدِينِي رَائِحَتِهِ.

13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

13 حَبِيبِي صُرَّةُ مُرٍّ لِي، هَاجِعٌ بَيْنَ نَهْدَيَّ.

14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.

14 حَبِيبِي لِي عُنْقُودُ حِنَّاءَ فِي كُرُومِ عَيْنِ جَدْيٍ.

15 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.

15 (المُحِبُّ): كَمْ أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ يَا حَبِيبَتِي، كَمْ أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ! عَيْنَاكِ حَمَامَتَانِ!

16 How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how delightful! The soft grass is our bed.

16 (الْمَحْبُوبَةُ): كَمْ أَنْتَ وَسِيمٌ يَا حَبِيبِي وَجَذَّابٌ حَقّاً! أَنْتَ حُلْوٌ وَأَرِيكَتُنَا مُخْضَرَّةٌ.

17 The beams of our house are cedars; our rafters are fragrant firs.

17 عَوَارِضُ بَيْتِنَا خَشَبُ أَرْزٍ وَرَوَافِدُنَا خَشَبُ سَرْوٍ.