1 Es klajuma narcise, ielejas lilija.”
Līgavainis
2 “Kā lilija starp ērkšķiem,
tā draudzene mana starp meitām.”
Līgava
3 “Kā ābele meža kokos,
tā mans mīļais starp dēliem.
Cik tīkami sēdēt man viņa paēnā,
un viņa auglis manai mutei salds.
4 Viņš mani ieveda vīna namā,
viņa karogs pār mani ir mīlestība.
5 Spēciniet mani ar rozīņu plāceņiem,
spirdziniet mani ar āboliem,
jo es esmu mīlas sērgā.
6 Viņa kreisā roka
zem manas galvas
un labā mani skauj.”
Līgavainis
7 “Es jūs nozvērinu, Jeruzālemes meitas,
pie gazelēm un lauka briežiem –
nemodiniet, neatmodiniet mīlestību,
pirms tai labpatīk pašai!”
Līgava
8 “Mana mīļotā balss!
Redzi, viņš nāk, skriedams pa kalniem,
lēkdams pār pauguriem,
9 mans mīļais
līdzīgs gazelei vai briedulēnam.
Redzi, viņš stāv aiz mūsu sienām,
raugās pa logiem,
zibšņo caur slēģiem.
10 Mans mīļais atsaucās
un teica man:
celies jel, draudzene mana,
skaistā mana, jel nāc!
11 Redzi, ziema jau pagājusi,
lītavas pārstājušas un prom.
12 Ziedi parādījušies zemē,
klāt dziesmu laiks,
un ūbeles balss ir dzirdama mūsu zemē.
13 Savus augļus sāk briedēt vīģe,
vīnakoki smaržo un zied.
Celies, nāc, draudzene mana,
skaistā mana, jel nāc!”
Līgavainis
14 “Mana dūja
kalnāja plaisās,
klints patvērumā –
rādi man vaigu,
ļauj sadzirdēt tavu balsi,
jo tava balss salda
un tavs vaigs tīkams.”
Koris
15 “Ķeriet lapsas, tās mazās lapsas,
kas posta mums vīnadārzus,
jo mūsu vīnadārzi ir ziedos.”
Līgava
16 “Mīļais – man
un es – viņam,
tam, kurš lilijās gana.
17 Kamēr diena vēl dvašo
un ēnas bēg,
atgriezies, mīļais mans,
esi līdzīgs gazelei
vai briedulēnam
kalnāja plaisās.
1 I am only a wild flower in Sharon,
a lily in a mountain valley.
The Man
2 Like a lily among thorns
is my darling among women.
The Woman
3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my dearest compared to other men.
I love to sit in its shadow,
and its fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 He brought me to his banquet hall
and raised the banner of love over me.
5 Restore my strength with raisins
and refresh me with apples!
I am weak from passion.
6 His left hand is under my head,
and his right hand caresses me.
7 Promise me, women of Jerusalem;
swear by the swift deer and the gazelles
that you will not interrupt our love.
The Second Song
The Woman
8 I hear my lover's voice.
He comes running over the mountains,
racing across the hills to me.
9 My lover is like a gazelle,
like a young stag.
There he stands beside the wall.
He looks in through the window
and glances through the lattice.
10 My lover speaks to me.
The Man
Come then, my love;
my darling, come with me.
11 The winter is over; the rains have stopped;
12 in the countryside the flowers are in bloom.
This is the time for singing;
the song of doves is heard in the fields.
13 Figs are beginning to ripen;
the air is fragrant with blossoming vines.
Come then, my love;
my darling, come with me.
14 You are like a dove that hides
in the crevice of a rock.
Let me see your lovely face
and hear your enchanting voice.
15 Catch the foxes, the little foxes,
before they ruin our vineyard in bloom.
The Woman
16 My lover is mine, and I am his.
He feeds his flock among the lilies
17 until the morning breezes blow
and the darkness disappears.
Return, my darling, like a gazelle,
like a stag on the mountains of Bether.
