Song of Solomon 1

1:1

نَشِيدُ الأَنْشَادِ الَّذِي لِسُلَيْمَانَ:

The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

1:2

لِيُقَبِّلْنِي بِقُبْلاَتِ فَمِهِ، لأَنَّ حُبَّكَ أَطْيَبُ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ.

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

1:3

لِرَائِحَةِ أَدْهَانِكَ الطَّيِّبَةِ. اسْمُكَ دُهْنٌ مُهْرَاقٌ، لِذلِكَ أَحَبَّتْكَ الْعَذَارَى.

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

1:4

اُجْذُبْنِي وَرَاءَكَ فَنَجْرِيَ. أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ. نَبْتَهِجُ وَنَفْرَحُ بِكَ. نَذْكُرُ حُبَّكَ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ. بِالْحَقِّ يُحِبُّونَكَ.

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.

1:5

أَنَا سَوْدَاءُ وَجَمِيلَةٌ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ، كَخِيَامِ قِيدَارَ، كَشُقَقِ سُلَيْمَانَ.

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

1:6

لاَ تَنْظُرْنَ إِلَيَّ لِكَوْنِي سَوْدَاءَ، لأَنَّ الشَّمْسَ قَدْ لَوَّحَتْنِي. بَنُو أُمِّي غَضِبُوا عَلَيَّ. جَعَلُونِي نَاطُورَةَ الْكُرُومِ. أَمَّا كَرْمِي فَلَمْ أَنْطُرْهُ.

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.

1:7

أَخْبِرْنِي يَا مَنْ تُحِبُّهُ نَفْسِي، أَيْنَ تَرْعَى، أَيْنَ تُرْبِضُ عِنْدَ الظَّهِيرَةِ. لِمَاذَا أَنَا أَكُونُ كَمُقَنَّعَةٍ عِنْدَ قُطْعَانِ أَصْحَابِكَ؟

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?

1:8

إِنْ لَمْ تَعْرِفِي أَيَّتُهَا الْجَمِيلَةُ بَيْنَ النِّسَاءِ، فَاخْرُجِي عَلَى آثَارِ الْغَنَمِ، وَارْعَيْ جِدَاءَكِ عِنْدَ مَسَاكِنِ الرُّعَاةِ.

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.

1:9

لَقَدْ شَبَّهْتُكِ يَا حَبِيبَتِي بِفَرَسٍ فِي مَرْكَبَاتِ فِرْعَوْنَ.

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