Kiss me with the kiss of your lips, They are more pleasant than sweet wine, My beloved, in your arms I am drunk again and again with joy. You exude a wonderful aroma Overseas wines and expensive wines, You smell like a big blooming garden I can't get out of your networks. Like myrrh spilled on a carpet, My beloved, you are always there for us. My girlfriends, beautiful girls, look Directed to you, dear, every hour. Draw me, draw me, my dear, We will run with you into the distance of the roads. Only the king can rule me with his hand Brought to the royal palace for affection. We will only admire you And we will rejoice and magnify Your love alone, my beautiful one. You cannot be silent about your tenderness! Your love and caresses are like fire, I want them more than wine, And on my chest your palm - The sekera that makes me drunk. Everyone around you loves you with dignity, They want to see you every day. The hearts of my beloved friends They envy and rejoice at me. I am beautiful, like a rainbow tent, Although I was in the sun and dark-skinned, Beautiful, like an intricate pattern, Like royal curtains at the window. The sun's rays burned me mercilessly, And that is why I am dark and swarthy. And you are powerful in love and tenderness, I couldn't hide from you. My brothers sent me to guard My ripe fragrant grapes, But I failed to value them And for you the top opened the gates. I let you in at sunset, And you and I are in the shadow of luxurious vines. Now my brothers are angry with me, But I am with you, the fairest of roses. Tell me, darling, where do you graze now? Where will you be at noon, where are your flocks? You attract me to you with love, And I will go to you, I will go there... Why should I be a wanderer among the herds, The laughing stock of your comrades? My love is painful as hell And I don’t need others at all.
Follow in the footsteps of my sheep, And you will know where I graze now, There for lovers of fiery hearts I will bring tenderness and affection. Herd the kids in our pasture Not far from my tent, In the cool shade near our herds Let them graze from night until morning. Like the best of the best mares, which Pharaoh exalted Among his choice chariots, So you are with us, and I am captivated by you, Under the gold pendants the heat is on the cheeks Burns with fire like a bright dawn, And a neck in necklaces like granite, Captivated the heart of the wise king. You have pendants made of gold, With silver sparkles inside We will decorate you with them, lovingly, Shine with fiery love, burn!
Меня одну он в золото одел, Была я краше всех его гостей, Когда он за столом своим сидел, Я пахла ароматами мастей. Любимый мой, как мирровой пучок, Он пребывает у моих грудей. Любви моей негаснущий поток Его уносит дальше от людей. Как кисть кипера, винограда гроздь, Так он в моих египетских садах. В моем саду он долгожданный гость, Он сладок и пахуч в моих устах. Любовь моя прекрасна и мила.
Глаза твои – голубкины глаза, Душа твоя, как чистый снег бела, Любовь твоя кристальна, как слеза!
Любимый мой, любезен ты и мил, Любовь твоя, как воды мноих рек, Ты мною завладел, меня пленил, Я пленница любви твоей навек. Пойдем с тобой подальше от дорог, Где ложе нам – трава, зелёный лес, Где кедры вековые – потолок, И кровля – кипарисы до небес!
