Song of Solomon 6

Kamo je otišao dragi tvoj, o najljepša među ženama? Kuda je zamakao dragi tvoj, da ga tražimo s tobom?

Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

Dragi je moj sišao u svoj vrt k lijehama mirisnog bilja da pase po vrtovima i da bere ljiljane.

My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

Ja pripadam dragome svome, dragi moj pripada meni, on pase među ljiljanima.

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

Lijepa si, prijateljice moja, kao Tirsa, krasna si kao Jeruzalem, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama.

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

Odvrati oči svoje od mene jer me zbunjuju. Kosa je tvoja kao stado koza koje silaze s Gileada.

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

Zubi su ti kao stado ovaca ostriženih kada s kupanja dolaze: idu dvije i dvije kao blizanke i nijedna nije osamljena.

Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

Kao kriške mogranja tvoji su obrazi pod koprenom tvojom.

As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

Ima šezdeset kraljica, osamdeset inoča, a djevojaka ni broja se ne zna.

There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

Ali je samo jedna golubica moja, savršena moja, jedina u majke, izabrana u roditeljke svoje. Vidjele su je djevojke i nazvale je blaženom, a kraljice i inoče hvale su joj izrekle.

My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

Tko je ova koja dolazi kao što zora sviće, lijepa kao mjesec, sjajna kao sunce, strašna kao vojska pod zastavama?

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Siđoh kroz nasade oraha da vidim mladice u dolinama, da pogledam pupaju li vinogradi, cvatu li mogranji.

I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.

Ne znam kako, tek želja moja pope me na kola naroda mog kneževskog.

Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.

Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.