Solomon's song is a song in a song.
1:2 May he kiss me with his mouth, because your love is more beautiful than wine.
1:3 Your ointment is sweet, and your name is like perfume poured out, so all the virgins love you.
1:4 May you attract me, and we will run to follow you. The king took me into the inner room. We will be happy and happy because of you; We should praise your love more than wine. It's natural that they love you!
I am black, but beautiful, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
1:6 Don't look down on me just because the sun has tanned me. My mother's brothers were very angry with me. They asked me to keep the vineyard. My own vineyard is unguarded
1:7 Tell me, my beloved, where are you herding sheep? Where do you rest the sheep at noon? Why should I be like a man whose face is covered by your companion's sheep?
You are the most beautiful woman. If you don't know, follow the footsteps of the sheep and put your child next to the shepherd's tent.
1:9 My love, I compare you to a fine horse on a Pharaoh's cart.
1: 10 Your cheeks are beautiful because of braids; The beads on your neck are very beautiful.
1: 1 1 We will braid your hair with gold and set your nails with silver.
My perfume smells good when Wang is sitting at the table.
1: 13 I regard my lover as a bag of myrrh, always in my arms;
I regard my lover as impatiens, in a mysterious vineyard.
1: 15 My love, you are beautiful! You are beautiful! Your eyes are like those of a dove.
My love, you are very beautiful and lovely! We make beds out of grass.
1: 17 Cedar is the pillar of the house and pine is the rafter.
2: 1 I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley.
My darling is like a lily among thorns among women.
My beloved is like an apple tree among people. I sit in his shadow with joy and taste his fruit, which is sweet.
He took me into the banquet hall with love as his banner above me.
Give me raisins to replenish my strength, and apples to refresh my heart, because I am sick with love.
His left hand is under my head; His right hand hugged me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the antelope or the doe in the field: Do not stir up or wake up my beloved until he pleases.
Listen, this is my lover's voice; Look, he's coming over the mountain!
My beloved is like an antelope or a deer. He stood behind our wall, looking in through the window and peeping in through the window lattice.
2: 10 My lover said to me, "My lover, my beauty! Get up and come with me!
2: 1 1 Because winter passed and the rain stopped.
2:/kloc-0: 2 It's time for flowers to bloom, and it's time for birds to sing, and the sound of turtledoves is also heard in our territory.
2: 13 The fruit of fig trees is gradually maturing, and the vines are blooming and fragrant. My love, my beauty! Get up and come with me! "
My dove, you are in the cave of the rock, in the secret place of the steep rock. Please let me see your face and listen to your voice; Because your voice is soft and your face is beautiful.
2: 15 Catch the fox for us, the little fox that destroyed the vineyard, because our grapes are in bloom.
2: 16 The beloved person belongs to me, and I also belong to him; He is herding sheep among lilies.
2: 17 My beloved, please wait until it gets cold and the shadows fly away, and then turn back, like an antelope or a deer on Mount Bis.
3: 1 I lie in bed at night looking for something I love; I looked for him, but I couldn't find him.
I said, "I want to get up and walk around the city, in the streets and in the wide places, looking for the people I love." I looked for him, but I couldn't find him.
3:3 The people patrolling the city met me, and I asked them, "Have you seen the people I love?"
I met someone I loved as soon as I left them. I caught him and wouldn't let him go. I brought him into my mother's house and into the inner room of the man who was pregnant with me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the antelope or the doe in the field: Do not stir up or wake up my beloved until he pleases.
Who is it that comes up out of the wilderness like a pillar of smoke, perfumed with myrrh, frankincense and all kinds of perfume from merchants?
Look, it is Solomon's sedan chair! There are sixty warriors around, all of whom are warriors of Israel.
Both hands are armed with knives, and they are good at fighting, and they wear knives around their waist to prevent panic at night.
King Solomon made himself a sedan chair out of Lebanese wood.
3: 10 The pillars of the sedan chair are made of silver, the bottom of the sedan chair is made of gold, and the cushion is purple, which is covered with the love of all the women in Jerusalem.
Go out and see King Solomon, O daughters of Zion, crowned by his mother on the day of his wedding feast and when his heart was full of joy.
4: 1 My love, you are beautiful! You are beautiful! Your eyes are like pigeon eyes in a veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats lying beside Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of newly sheared ewes. After washing, they all have twins, and none of them have lost their offspring.
Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is beautiful. Your two suns are like pomegranates in a handkerchief.
Your neck is like a tower built by David to store weapons, and a thousand shields are hung on it, all of which are vines of mighty men.
Your breasts are like a pair of fawns grazing among lilies, twins of a doe.
I will go to myrrh mountain and frankincense hill until the cool wind blows and the shadows fly away.
My love, you are so beautiful and flawless!
My bride, leave Lebanon with me, leave Lebanon with me. Look down from the top of Amarna, from the top of Shinar and Hermon, from the cave with lions and from the mountain with leopards.
My sister, my bride, you have taken my heart away! You took my heart with a gold necklace around your neck.
4: 10 My sister, my bride, how beautiful your love is! Your love is more beautiful than wine, and the fragrance of your ointment is better than all spices.
4: 1 1 My bride, your lips are dripping with honey like a hive; There is honey and milk under your tongue. Your clothes smell like Lebanon.
4: 12 My sister, my bride, is a closed garden, a closed well and a closed spring.
The plants planted in your garden are pomegranate, good fruit, impatiens and nard.
4: 14 Where are the myrrh, saffron, calamus and cinnamon trees, all kinds of frankincense, myrrh, aloes and all kinds of fine fruits?
You are a spring in the garden, a well of living water, and a stream flowing down from Lebanon.
4: 16 north wind, wake up! The south wind is blowing! Blow it into my garden and let the fragrance come out. Let my beloved enter his garden and eat his own pleasant fruit.
My sister, my bride, I went into my garden, picked my myrrh and spices, ate my honey house and drank my wine and milk. Friends, please eat! Honey, please drink! And drink a lot!
I fell asleep, but my heart was awake. This is my lover's voice. He knocked on the door and said, "My sister, my love, my dove and my perfect man, please open the door, because my head is full of dew and my hair is dripping with night dew."
I replied, "I have taken off my clothes. How can I put them on again?" I washed my feet, how can I defile them again? "
My beloved put his hand through the crack of the door, and I was moved for him.
I got up and opened the door for my beloved; My hand dripped myrrh, and my finger dripped myrrh juice on the latch.
I have opened the door to my lover; My lover has left. I was distracted when he spoke; I looked for him, but I couldn't find him; I called him, but he didn't answer.
People who patrol the city meet me, hit me and hurt me; The guard took my shawl.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, tell him that I am sick with love.
You are the most beautiful woman. What's better about your lover than someone else's lover? What advantages does your lover have over other people's lovers? Is that what you told us?
5: 10 My beloved is above ten thousand people.
5: 1 1 His head is pure gold; His hair is thick and drooping, as black as a crow.
His eyes are like pigeon eyes by a stream. They are washed with milk, and they are safe.
His cheeks are like beds of fragrant flowers and platforms of vanilla. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh juice.
His hands are like gold tubes inlaid with beryl. His body is like carved ivory, surrounded by sapphire.
His legs are like pillars of white jade, set on a pedestal of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, and his beauty is like cedars.
5: 16 He has a very sweet mouth and is totally cute. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
6: 1 You are the most beautiful woman. Where did your beloved go? Where did your lover go? So that we can go with you to find him.
My beloved went down to his garden, to the fragrant flower beds, and herded sheep and gathered lilies in the garden.
I belong to my lover, and my lover belongs to me; He herded sheep among the lilies.
My love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as beautiful as Jerusalem, and as mighty as an army with banners.
Take your eyes away from me, because your eyes confuse me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, lying beside Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes. After washing, they all have twins, and none of them has lost their offspring.
Your two suns are like a pomegranate in your handkerchief.
There are sixty queens, eighty concubines and countless virgins.
My dove, my perfect man, is unique, the only son of her mother, who gave birth to her. When women saw it, they called her blessed. The queen's concubines praised her when they saw her.
6: 10 Who is it that looks out like the morning light, beautiful like the moon, bright like the sun, and mighty like an army with banners?
6: 1 1 I went down to the walnut garden to see the green plants in the valley, to see if the grapes had sprouted and the pomegranate had blossomed.
6: 12 Unconsciously, my heart put me in the elder's car.
6: 13 Come back, come back, Miss Shulami! Come back, come back, let's watch you! Why do you think Shulamite is like watching Mahanian dance?
7: 1 Wang Nv, how beautiful your feet are in your shoes! Your thighs are round like jewels, made by the hands of a skillful craftsman.
Your navel is like a round cup, and there is no shortage of wine. Your waist is like a pile of wheat surrounded by lilies.
Your breasts are like a pair of deer, twins of a doe.
Your neck is like an ivory tower; Your eyes are like a pool by the gate of Bathrabbah in Heshbon. Your nose is like the Lebanese tower facing Damascus;
Your head is like Mount Carmel on you, and the hair on your head is purple and black. The king's heart was tied by this drooping hair.
My love, you are so beautiful! How delightful! Make people happy!
You are as tall as a palm tree; Your breasts are like the fruit on them, hanging down in clusters.
I said, "I'm going to climb this palm tree and grab the branches." May your breasts droop like grapes; Your nose smells like an apple;
Your mouth is like good wine. The woman said, "For my beloved, it is easy to swallow and flow into the sleeper's mouth." .
7: 10 I belong to my beloved, and he yearns for me.
My love, come on! You and I can go to the fields and you and I can stay in the village.
7: 12 let's get up in the morning and go to the vineyard to see if the grapes have sprouted and blossomed, and if the pomegranate has blossomed. I will give you my love. 7: 13 mandela grass is fragrant, and there are all kinds of new beautiful fruits at our doorstep; My dear, I saved all this for you.
8: 1 I hope you are like my brother, like a brother who nursed my mother! I kissed you when I met you outside, and no one looked down on me.
I will guide you and bring you into my mother's house, so that you can learn a lesson and drink the fragrant wine made of pomegranate juice.
His left hand will be under my head. His right hand will grab me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not stir up or wake up my beloved until he pleases.
Who is this man who came up from the wilderness by his lover? I woke you up under the apple tree, your mother worked hard for you, and the person who gave birth to you worked hard for you.
Put me as a seal on your heart and put it on your arm as a seal; Because love is as strong as death, and jealousy is as cruel as the grave. Lightning is the lightning of the flame, the flame of the Lord.
Many waters can't put out love, nor can floods drown it. If someone gives all the treasures in his family for love, it will be despised.
We have a little sister whose breasts are not yet mature. Someone has come to propose. What should we do for her?
If she is a wall, we will build a silver tower on it; If she is the door, we will surround her with cedar boards.
8: 10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like those upstairs. I was a peaceful person in his eyes at that time.
Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon, and he gave it to the keeper, and he paid a thousand shekels of silver for the fruit.
My own vineyard is in front of me. Solomon, a thousand shekels are yours, and two hundred shekels are for the keeper of the fruit.
8: 13 You who live in the garden, all your companions should listen to your voice. Please let me hear it.
Come on, my love! Such as antelope or deer on vanilla mountain.