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Pesma nad pesmama
Capítulo 7
1
Kako su lepe noge tvoje u obući,
kćeri kneževska;
sastavci su bedara tvojih kao grivne,
delo ruku umetničkih.
2
Pupak ti je kao čaša okrugla,
koji nije nikad bez pića;
trbuh ti je kao stog pšenice
ograđen ljiljanima;
3
Dve dojke tvoje
kao dva blizanca srnčeta;
4
Vrat ti je kao kula od slonove kosti;
oči su ti kao jezera u Esevonu
na vratima vatravimskim;
nos ti je kao kula livanska
koja gleda prema Damasku;
5
Glava je tvoja na tebi kao Karmil,
i kosa na glavi tvojoj kao carska porfira
u bore nabrana.
6
Kako si lepa i kako si ljupka,
o ljubavi u milinama!
7
Uzrast ti je kao palma,
i dojke kao grozdovi.
8
Rekoh: Popeću se na palmu,
dohvatiću grane njene;
i biće dojke tvoje kao grozdovi na vinovoj lozi,
i miris nosa tvog kao jabuke;
9
I grlo tvoje kao dobro vino,
koje ide pravo dragom mom
i čini da govore usne onih koji spavaju.
10
Ja sam dragog svog,
i njega je želja za mnom.
11
Hodi, dragi moj, da idemo u polje,
da noćujemo u selima.
12
Ranićemo u vinograde
da vidimo cvate li vinova loza,
zameće li se grožđe,
cvatu li šipci;
onde ću ti dati ljubav svoju.
13
Mandragore puštaju miris,
i na vratima je našim svakojako krasno voće,
novo i staro,
koje za te dohranih, dragi moj.
Song of Solomon
Capítulo 7
1
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
2
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
6
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10
¶ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13
The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.