Cantares 1

The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

CANCIÓN de canciones, la cual es de Salomón.

The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

Oh that he might kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy caresses are more pleasant than wine.

¡Oh si él me besara con ósculos de su boca! porque mejores son tus amores que el vino.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

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

To the smell are thy fragrant oils pleasant, like precious oil poured forth is thy name famous afar: therefore do maidens love thee.

Por el olor de tus suaves ungüentos, (ungüento derramado es tu nombre,) por eso las doncellas te amaron.

Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

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

Oh draw me, after thee will we run: the king hath brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in thee; we will recall thy caresses, more pleasant than wine; without deceit all love thee.––

Llévame en pos de ti, correremos. Metióme el rey en sus cámaras: nos gozaremos y alegraremos en ti; acordarémonos de tus amores más que del vino: los rectos te aman.

Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

Take me away with you. Let’s 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.

Black am I, yet comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

Morena soy, oh hijas de Jerusalem, mas codiciable; como las cabañas de Cedar, como las tiendas de Salomón.

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

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

Look not so at me, because I am somewhat black, because the sun hath looked fiercely at me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they appointed me to be keeper of the vineyards; but my vineyard, which is my own, have I not kept.––

No miréis en que soy morena, porque el sol me miró. Los hijos de mi madre se airaron contra mí, hiciéronme guarda de viñas; y mi viña, que era mía, no guardé.

Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

Don’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.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest? where lettest thou thy flock rest at noon? for why should I appear like a veiled mourner by the flocks of thy companions?––

Hazme saber, ó tú á quien ama mi alma, dónde repastas, dónde haces tener majada al medio día: porque, ¿por qué había yo de estar como vagueando tras los rebaños de tus compañeros?

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

Tell 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?

If thou knowest this not, O thou fairest of women, go but forth in the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids around the shepherds’ dwellings.––

Si tú no lo sabes, oh hermosa entre las mujeres, sal, yéndote por las huellas del rebaño, y apacienta tus cabritas junto á las cabañas de los pastores.

If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.

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

Unto the horse in Pharaoh’s chariot do I compare thee, my beloved.

A yegua de los carros de Faraón te he comparado, amiga mía.

I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.

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

Comely are thy cheeks between strings of pearls, thy neck with rows of jewels.

Hermosas son tus mejillas entre los pendientes, tu cuello entre los collares.

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

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

Chains of gold will we make for thee with studs of silver.––

Zarcillos de oro te haremos, con clavos de plata.

We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

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

While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its pleasant smell.

Mientras que el rey estaba en su reclinatorio, mi nardo dió su olor.

While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

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

A bundle of myrrh is my friend unto me, that resteth on my bosom.

Mi amado es para mí un manojito de mirra, que reposa entre mis pechos.

A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

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

A copher–cluster is my friend unto me in the vineyards of ‘En–gedi.––

Racimo de copher en las viñas de Engadi es para mí mi amado.

My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.

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

Lo, thou art beautiful, my beloved: lo, thou art beautiful: thy eyes are those of a dove.––

He aquí que tú eres hermosa, amiga mía; he aquí que eres bella: tus ojos de paloma.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

Lo, thou art beautiful, my friend, also pleasant: also our couch is made in the green wood.

He aquí que tú eres hermoso, amado mío, y suave: nuestro lecho también florido.

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

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

The beams of our houses are cedars and our wainscoting of cypress–trees.

Las vigas de nuestra casa son de cedro, y de ciprés los artesonados.

The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

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