Cantares 5
Bible du Rabbinat (Zadoc Kahn)
1Je suis entré dans mon jardin, ô ma sœur, ma fiancée; j'ai récolté ma myrrhe et mon baume, j'ai mangé de mes rayons de miel, j'ai bu mon vin et mon lait. Mangez, mes compagnons, buvez et enivrez-vous, amis.
2Je dors, mais mon cœur est éveillé: c'est la voix de mon bien-aimé! II frappe: " Ouvre-moi, ma sœur, ma compagne, ma colombe, mon amie accomplie; car ma tête est couverte de rosée, les boucles de mes cheveux sont humectées par les gouttelettes de la nuit."
3"J'ai enlevé ma tunique, comment pourrais-je la remettre? Je me suis lavé les pieds, comment pourrais-je les salir?"
4Mon bien-aimé retire sa main de la lucarne, et mes entrailles s'émeuvent en sa faveur.
5Je me lève pour ouvrir à mon bien-aimé; mes mains dégouttent de myrrhe, mes doigts laissent couler la myrrhe sur les poignées du verrou.
6J'ouvre à mon bien-aimé, mais mon bien-aimé est parti, a disparu mon âme s'était pâmée pendant qu'il parlait; je le cherche et je ne le trouve point, je l'appelle et il ne me répond pas.
7Les gardes qui font des rondes dans la ville me rencontrent, ils me frappent, me maltraitent; les gardiens des remparts m'enlèvent ma mantille.
8Je vous en conjure, ô filles de Jérusalem: Si vous rencontrez mon bien-aimé, que lui direz-vous? Que je suis malade d'amour!
9En quoi ton amant est-il supérieur aux autres amants, ô la plus belle des femmes? En quoi ton amant est-il supérieur aux autres amants, pour que tu nous conjures de la sorte?
10Mon amant est blanc et vermeil, distingué entre dix mille.
11Sa tête est comme l'or pur, les boucles de ses cheveux qui pendent sont noires comme le corbeau.
12Ses yeux sont comme des colombes sur le bord des cours d'eau: ils semblent baignés dans le lait, ils sont bien posés dans leur cadre.
13Ses joues sont comme une plate-bande de baume, comme des tertres de plantes aromatiques; ses lèvres sont des roses, elles distillent la myrrhe liquide.
14Ses mains sont des cylindres d'or, incrustés d'onyx, son corps une œuvre d'art en ivoire, ornée de saphirs.
15Ses jambes sont des colonnes de marbre fixées sur des socles d'or; son aspect est celui du Liban, superbe comme les cèdres.
16Son palais n'est que douceur, tout en lui respire le charme. Tel est mon amant, tel est mon ami, ô filles de Jérusalem!
Reina-Valera 1909
1YO vine á mi huerto, oh hermana, esposa mía: cogido he mi mirra y mis aromas; he comido mi panal y mi miel, mi vino y mi leche he bebido. Comed, amigos; bebed, amados, y embriagaos.
2Yo dormía, pero mi corazón velaba: la voz de mi amado que llamaba: Abreme, hermana mía, amiga mía, paloma mía, perfecta mía; porque mi cabeza está llena de rocío, mis cabellos de las gotas de la noche.
3Heme desnudado mi ropa; ¿cómo la tengo de vestir? He lavado mis pies; ¿cómo los tengo de ensuciar?
4Mi amado metió su mano por el agujero, y mis entrañas se conmovieron dentro de mí.
5Yo me levanté para abrir á mi amado, y mis manos gotearon mirra, y mis dedos mirra que corría sobre las aldabas del candado.
6Abrí yo á mi amado; mas mi amado se había ido, había ya pasado: y tras su hablar salió mi alma: busquélo, y no lo hallé; llamélo, y no me respondió.
7Halláronme los guardas que rondan la ciudad: hiriéronme, llagáronme, quitáronme mi manto de encima los guardas de los muros.
8Yo os conjuro, oh doncellas de Jerusalem, si hallareis á mi amado, que le hagáis saber como de amor estoy enferma.
9¿Qué es tu amado más que otro amado, oh la más hermosa de todas las mujeres? ¿qué es tu amado más que otro amado, que así nos conjuras?
10Mi amado es blanco y rubio, señalado entre diez mil.
11Su cabeza, como oro finísimo; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.
12Sus ojos, como palomas junto á los arroyos de las aguas, que se lavan con leche, y á la perfección colocados.
13Sus mejillas, como una era de especias aromáticas, como fragantes flores: sus labios, como lirios que destilan mirra que trasciende.
14Sus manos, como anillos de oro engastados de jacintos: su vientre, como claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.
15Sus piernas, como columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de fino oro: su aspecto como el Líbano, escogido como los cedros.
16Su paladar, dulcísimo: y todo él codiciable. Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, oh doncellas de Jerusalem.
King James Version
1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
3I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
9What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
10My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
World English Bible
1I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.
2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on? I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?
4My beloved thrust his hand in through the latch opening. My heart pounded for him.
5I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left, and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn’t find him. I called him, but he didn’t answer.
7The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
8I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, that you tell him that I am faint with love.
9How is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us?
10My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.
11His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.
12His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, washed with milk, mounted like jewels.
13His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
14His hands are like rings of gold set with beryl. His body is like ivory work overlaid with sapphires.
15His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16His mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.