Song of Solomon

1我是沙 的玫瑰花， 是谷中的百合花。

2我的佳偶在女子中， 好像百合花在荆棘内。

3我的良人在男子中， 如同苹果树在树林中。 我欢欢喜喜坐在他的荫下， 尝他果子的滋味，觉得甘甜。

4他带我入筵宴所， 以爱为旗在我以上。

5求你们给我葡萄干增补我力， 给我苹果畅快我心， 因我思爱成病。

6他的左手在我头下； 他的右手将我抱住。

7耶路撒冷的众女子啊， 我指着羚羊或田野的母鹿嘱咐你们： 不要惊动、不要叫醒我所亲爱的， 等他自己情愿。

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8听啊！是我良人的声音； 看哪！他蹿山越岭而来。

9我的良人好像羚羊，或像小鹿。 他站在我们墙壁后， 从窗户往里观看， 从窗棂往里窥探。

10我良人对我说：〔新郎〕我的佳偶，我的美人， 起来，与我同去！

11因为冬天已往， 雨水止住过去了。

12地上百花开放， 百鸟鸣叫的时候已经来到； 斑鸠的声音在我们境内也听见了。

13无花果树的果子渐渐成熟； 葡萄树开花放香。 我的佳偶，我的美人， 起来，与我同去！

14我的鸽子啊，你在磐石穴中， 在陡岩的隐密处。 求你容我得见你的面貌， 得听你的声音； 因为你的声音柔和， 你的面貌秀美。

15要给我们擒拿狐狸， 就是毁坏葡萄园的小狐狸， 因为我们的葡萄正在开花。

16良人属我，我也属他； 他在百合花中牧放群羊。

17我的良人哪， 求你等到天起凉风、 日影飞去的时候， 你要转回，好像羚羊， 或像小鹿在比特山上。

1I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.

2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

3As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

4He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.

5Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.

6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

7I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please.

8The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.

9My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.

10Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.

11For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.

12The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:

13The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:

14My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely.

15Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.

16My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,

17Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.