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¡Ah, si tú fueras como mi hermano,amamantado a los pechos de mi madre!Si te encontrara afuera, te besaría,y no me despreciarían.2 Te llevaría y te introduciríaen la casa de mi madrea, que me enseñaba1;te daría a beber vino sazonado del zumo2 de mis granadas.3 Esté su izquierda bajo mi cabezay su derecha me abracea.
EL ESPOSO:
4 Quiero que juréis, oh hijas de Jerusalén:que no despertaréis ni levantaréis1 a mi amor,hasta que quieraa.
EL CORO:
5 ¿Quién esesta que sube del desiertoa,recostada sobre su amado?EL ESPOSO:
Debajo del manzano1b te2 desperté;allí tu madre tuvo dolores de parto por ti,allí tuvo dolores de parto, y te dio a luz.
LA ESPOSA:
6 Ponme como sello sobre tu corazón,como selloa sobre tu brazo,porque fuerte como la muerte es el amor,inexorables1 como el Seol2, los celosb;sus destellos, destellos de fuego,la llama misma del SEÑOR3.7 Las muchas aguas no pueden extinguir el amor,ni los ríos lo anegarán;si el hombre diera todos los bienes de su casa por amor,de cierto lo menospreciaríana.
EL CORO:
8 Tenemos una hermana pequeña,y todavía no tiene pechosa;¿qué haremos por nuestra hermanael día en que sea pedida1?9 Si ella es una muralla,edificaremos sobre ella un baluarte de plata;pero si es una puerta,la reforzaremos con tablas de cedroa.
LA ESPOSA:
10 Yo soy una muralla, y mis pechosa como torres,entonces fui a sus ojos como quien halla la paz.11 Salomón tenía una viñaa en Baal-hamón,confió la viñab a los guardasc;cada uno debía traer por su fruto mild siclos1 de platae.12 Mi viña, que es mía, está a mi disposición1;los mil siclos son para ti, Salomón,y doscientos, para los que guardan su fruto.
EL ESPOSO:
13 Oh tú, que moras en los huertos,mis compañerosa están atentos a tu voz;déjame que la oigab.
LA ESPOSA:
14 Apresúrate1, amado mío,y sé como una gacela o un cervatillo2asobre los montes de los aromas3b.
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The Lovers Speak
“Oh that you were like a brother to meWho nursed at my mother’s breasts.If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you;No one would despise me, either.2 “I would lead you and abring youInto the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.3 “Let ahis left hand be under my head,And his right hand embrace me.”
The Groom
4 “aSwear to me, you daughters of Jerusalem:1Do not disturb or awaken my loveUntil she pleases.”
The Chorus
5 “aWho is this coming up from the wilderness,Leaning on her beloved?”The Bride“Beneath the bapple tree I awakened you;There your mother went into labor with you,There she was in labor and gave birth to you.6 “Put me like a seal over your heart,Like a aseal on your arm.For love is as strong as death,1bJealousy is as severe as Sheol;Its flames are flames of fire,2The flame of the LORD.7 “Many waters cannot quench love,Nor will rivers flood over it;aIf a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,It would be utterly despised.”
The Chorus
8 “We have a little sister,And she ahas no breasts;What shall we do for our sisterOn the day when she is spoken for?9 “If she is a wall,We will build on her a battlement of silver;But if she is a door,We will barricade her with aplanks of cedar.”
The Bride
10 “I was a wall, and amy breasts were like towers;Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace.11 “Solomon had a avineyard at Baal-hamon;He bentrusted the vineyard to ccaretakers.Each one was to bring a dthousand shekels of silver for its efruit.12 “My very own vineyard is 1at my disposal;The thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,And two hundred are for those who take care of its fruit.”
The Groom
13 “You who sit in the gardens:My acompanions are listening for your voice—bLet me hear it!”
The Bride
14 “1Hurry, my beloved,And be alike a gazelle or a young 2stagOn the bmountains of balsam trees!”
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The Lovers Speak
“Oh, that you were like a brother to me,Who nursed at the breasts of my mother.If I found you out of doors, I would kiss you;No one would blame me or despise me, either. Ps 143:62 “I would lead you and abring youInto the house of my mother, who used to instruct me;I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranates.3 “Let ahis left hand be under my headAnd his right hand embrace me.” Ex 19:4; Deut 33:27
(The Bridegroom)
4 “aI command you to take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,That you do not rouse nor awaken my loveUntil she pleases.”
(The Chorus)
5 “aWho is this coming up from the wildernessLeaning upon her beloved?”(The Shulammite Bride)“Under the bapple tree I awakened you to my love;There your mother was in labor with you,There she was in labor and gave you birth.6 “Put me like a seal on your heart,Like a aseal on your arm;For love is as strong as death,bJealousy is as severe and cruel as Sheol (the place of the dead) .Its flashes are flashes of fire,A most vehement flame the very flame of the 1LORD! Deut 4:24; Is 49:16; 1+@Cor 10:227 “Many waters cannot quench love,Nor can rivers drown it.aIf a man would offer all the riches of his house for love,It would be utterly scorned and despised.”
(The Chorus)
8 “We have a little sisterAnd she ahas no breasts.What shall we do for our sisterOn the day when she is spoken for in marriage?9 “If she is a wall (discreet, womanly) ,We will build on her a turret (dowry) of silver;But if she is a door (bold, flirtatious) ,We will enclose her with aplanks of cedar.”
(The Shulammite Bride)
10 “I was a wall, and amy breasts were like the towers.Then I became in the king’s eyesAs one to be respected and allowed to find peace.11 “Solomon had a avineyard at Baal-hamon;He bentrusted the vineyard to ccaretakers;Each one was to bring him a dthousand shekels of silver for its efruit.12 “My very own vineyard is at my disposal;The thousand shekels of silver are for you, O Solomon,And two hundred are for those who tend the fruit.”
(The Bridegroom)
13 “O you who sit in the gardens,My acompanions are listening for your voice—Let me bhear it.”
(The Shulammite Bride)
14 “Hurry, my beloved and come quickly,aLike a gazelle or a young stag taking me homeOn the bmountains of spices.”