Song of Solomon 8

لَيْتَكَ كَأَخٍ لِي الرَّاضِعِ ثَدْيَيْ أُمِّي، فَأَجِدَكَ فِي الْخَارِجِ وَأُقَبِّلَكَ وَلاَ يُخْزُونَنِي.

O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.

وَأَقُودُكَ وَأَدْخُلُ بِكَ بَيْتَ أُمِّي، وَهِيَ تُعَلِّمُنِي، فَأَسْقِيكَ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ الْمَمْزُوجَةِ مِنْ سُلاَفِ رُمَّانِي.

I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

شِمَالُهُ تَحْتَ رَأْسِي، وَيَمِينُهُ تُعَانِقُنِي.

His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

أُحَلِّفُكُنَّ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ أَلاَّ تُيَقِّظْنَ وَلاَ تُنَبِّهْنَ الْحَبِيبَ حَتَّى يَشَاءَ.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

مَنْ هذِهِ الطَّالِعَةُ مِنَ الْبَرِّيَّةِ مُسْتَنِدَةً عَلَى حَبِيبِهَا؟

Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.

اِجْعَلْنِي كَخَاتِمٍ عَلَى قَلْبِكَ، كَخَاتِمٍ عَلَى سَاعِدِكَ. لأَنَّ الْمَحَبَّةَ قَوِيَّةٌ كَالْمَوْتِ. الْغَيْرَةُ قَاسِيَةٌ كَالْهَاوِيَةِ. لَهِيبُهَا لَهِيبُ نَارِ لَظَى الرَّبِّ.

Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.

مِيَاهٌ كَثِيرَةٌ لاَ تَسْتَطِيعُ أَنْ تُطْفِئَ الْمَحَبَّةَ، وَالسُّيُولُ لاَ تَغْمُرُهَا. إِنْ أَعْطَى الإِنْسَانُ كُلَّ ثَرْوَةِ بَيْتِهِ بَدَلَ الْمَحَبَّةِ، تُحْتَقَرُ احْتِقَارًا.

Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.

لَنَا أُخْتٌ صَغِيرَةٌ لَيْسَ لَهَا ثَدْيَانِ. فَمَاذَا نَصْنَعُ لأُخْتِنَا فِي يَوْمٍ تُخْطَبُ؟

We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

إِنْ تَكُنْ سُورًا فَنَبْنِي عَلَيْهَا بُرْجَ فِضَّةٍ. وَإِنْ تَكُنْ بَابًا فَنَحْصُرُهَا بِأَلْوَاحِ أَرْزٍ.

If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.

أَنَا سُورٌ وَثَدْيَايَ كَبُرْجَيْنِ. حِينَئِذٍ كُنْتُ فِي عَيْنَيْهِ كَوَاجِدَةٍ سَلاَمَةً.

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

كَانَ لِسُلَيْمَانَ كَرْمٌ فِي بَعْلَ هَامُونَ. دَفَعَ الْكَرْمَ إِلَى نَوَاطِيرَ، كُلُّ وَاحِدٍ يُؤَدِّي عَنْ ثَمَرِهِ أَلْفًا مِنَ الْفِضَّةِ.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baal–hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

كَرْمِي الَّذِي لِي هُوَ أَمَامِي. الأَلْفُ لَكَ يَا سُلَيْمَانُ، وَمِئَتَانِ لِنَوَاطِيرِ الثَّمَرِ.

My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

أَيَّتُهَا الْجَالِسَةُ فِي الْجَنَّاتِ، الأَصْحَابُ يَسْمَعُونَ صَوْتَكِ، فَأَسْمِعِينِي.

Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.

اُهْرُبْ يَا حَبِيبِي، وَكُنْ كَالظَّبْيِ أَوْ كَغُفْرِ الأَيَائِلِ عَلَى جِبَالِ الأَطْيَابِ.

Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.