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Pjesma
Capítulo 1
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Salomonova Pjesma nad pjesmama
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Poljubi me poljupcem usta svojih, ljubav je tvoja slađa od vina.
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Miris najboljih mirodija, ulje razlito ime je tvoje, zato te ljube djevojke.
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Povuci me za sobom, bježimo! Kralj me uveo u odaje svoje. Igrat ćemo se i radovati zbog tebe, slavit ćemo ljubav tvoju više nego vino. Pravo je da te ljube.
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Crna sam ali lijepa, kćeri jeruzalemske, kao šatori kedarski, kao zavjese Salomonove.
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Ne gledajte što sam garava, to me sunce opalilo. Sinovi majke moje rasrdili se na mene, postavili me da čuvam vinograde; a svog vinograda, koji je u meni, nisam čuvala.
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Reci mi, ti koga ljubi duša moja, gdje paseš, gdje se u podne odmaraš, da ne lutam, tražeći te, oko stada tvojih drugova.
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Ako ne znaš, o najljepša među ženama, izađi i slijedi tragove stada i pasi kozliće svoje oko pastirskih koliba.
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Usporedio bih te s konjima pod kolima faraonovim, o prijateljice moja.
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Lijepi su obrazi tvoji među naušnicama, vrat tvoj pod ogrlicama.
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Učinit ćemo za tebe zlatne naušnice s privjescima srebrnim.
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- Dok se kralj odmara na svojim dušecima, (tada) nard moj miriše.
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Dragi mi je moj stručak smirne što mi među grudima počiva.
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Dragi mi je moj grozd ciprov u vinogradima engedskim.
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- Gle, kako si lijepa, prijateljice moja, gle, kako si lijepa, imaš oči kao golubica.
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- Gle, kako si lijep, dragi moj, gle, kako si mio. Zelenilo je postelja naša.
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- Grede kuća naših cedri su, a natkrovlje čempresi.
Song of Solomon
Capítulo 1
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The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
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Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
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Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
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Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
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I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
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Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
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Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
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¶ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
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I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
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Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
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We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
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¶ While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
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My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
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Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
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Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
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The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.