§5.1καταβήτω ἀδελφιδός μου εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ
καὶ φαγέτω καρπὸν ἀκροδρύων αὐτοῦ. (¹)Εἰοῆλθον εἰς κῆπον, ἀδελφή μου νύμφη· ἐτρύγησα σμύρναν μου μετὰ ἀρωμάτων μου,
ἔφαγον ἄρτον μου μετὰ μέλιτός μου,
ἔπιον οἶνόν μου μετὰ γάλακτός μου.
"Let my beloved come down into his garden, and let him eat his orchard fruit." "I have entered my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spices, I have eaten my bread with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk.
φάγετε, πλησίοι, καὶ πίετε καὶ μεθύσθητε, ἀδελφοί §5.2Ἐγὼ καθεύδω, καὶ ἡ καρδία μου ἀγρυπνεῖ
φωνὴ ἀδελφιδοῦ μου, κρούει ἐπὶ τὴν θύραν
Ἄνοιξόν μοι, ἀδελφή μου, ἡ πλησίον μου. περιστερά μου, τελεία μου,
ὅτι ἡ κεφαλή μου ἐπλήσθη δρόσου
καὶ οἱ βόστρυχοί μου ψεκάδων νυκτός. §5.3ἐξεδυσάμην τὸν χιτῶνά μου, πῶς ἐνδύσωμαι αὐτόν;
Eat, O friends, and drink, and be drunk, O brothers!" I was sleeping, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! He is knocking at the door: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." "I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on?
ἐνιψάμην τοὺς πόδας μου, πῶς μολυνῶ αὐτούς; §5.4ἀδελφιδός μου ἀπέστειλεν χεῖρα αὐτοῦ ἀπὸ τῆς ὀπῆς. καὶ ἡ κοιλία μου ἐθροήθη ἐπʼ αὐτόν.
I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?" My beloved put in his hand by the hole, and my heart was moved for him.
§5.5ἀνέστην ἐγὼ ἀνοῖξαι τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου. χεῖρές μου ἔσταξαν σμύρναν,
δάκτυλοί μου σμύρναν πλήρη
ἐπὶ χεῖρας τοῦ κλείθρου.
I rose up to open to my beloved; my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.
§5.6ἤνοιξα ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου,
ἀδελφιδός μου παρῆλθεν·
I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had passed by and was gone.
ψυχή μου ἐξῆλθεν ἐν λόγῳ αὐτοῦ· ἐζήτησα αὐτὸν καὶ οὐχ εὖρον αὐτόν,
ἐκάλεσα αὐτὸν καὶ οὐχ ὑπήκουσέν μου.
My soul went forth when he spoke; I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
§5.7εὕροσάν με οἱ φύλακες οἱ κυκλοῦντες ἐν τῇ πόλει. ἐπάταξάν με, ἐτραυμάτισάν με· ἦραν τὸ θέριστρόν μου ἀπʼ ἐμοῦ φύλακες τῶν τειχέων
The watchmen who go about the city found me; they struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
§5.8Ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς, θυγατέρες Ἰερουσαλήμ,
ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσιν τοῦ ἀγροῦ,
ἐὰν εὕρητε τὸν ἀδελφιδόν μου, τί ἀπαγγείλητε αὐτῷ;
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, if you find my beloved, what will you tell him?
ὅτι τετρωμένη ἀγάπης ἐγώ.
That I am sick with love.
§5.9Τί ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιείν,
τἰ ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ὅτι οὕτως ὥρκισας ἡμᾶς;
What is your beloved more than another beloved, O you fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you have so adjured us?
§5.10Ἀδελφιδός μου λευκὸς καὶ πυρρός,
ἐκλελοχισμένος ἀπὸ μυριάδων.
My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
§5.11κεφαλὴ αὐτοῦ χρυσίον καὶ φάζ,
βόστρυχοι αὐτοῦ ἐλάται, μέλανες ὡς κόραξ.
His head is as the finest gold, his locks are like palm branches, black as a raven.
§5.12Ζφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ ὡς περιστεραὶ ἐπὶ πληρώματα ὑδάτων
λελουσμέναι ἐν γάλακτι,
καθήμεναι ἐπὶ πληρώματα.
His eyes are like doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the rivers.
§5.13σιαγόνες αὐτοῦ ὡς φιάλαι τοῦ ἀρώματος φύουσαι μυρεψικά,
χείλη αὐτοῦ κρίνα στάζοντα σμύρναν πλήρη.
His cheeks are as beds of spices yielding perfumes, his lips are lilies dropping liquid myrrh.
§5.14χεῖρες αὐτοῦ τορευταὶ χρυσαῖ πεπληραομέναι Θαρσείς. κοιλία αὐτοῦ πυξίον ἐλεφάντινον ἐπὶ λίθου σαπφείρου.
His hands are rounded gold set with beryl; his belly is carved ivory overlaid with sapphires.
§5.15κνῆμαι αὐτοῦ στύλοι μαρμάρινοι
τεθεμελιωμένοι ἐπὶ βάσεις χρυσᾶς· εἶδος αὐτοῦ ὡς Λίβανος, ἐκλεκτὸς ὡς κέδροι.
His legs are pillars of marble set upon bases of gold; his aspect is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars.
§5.16φάρυγξ αὐτοῦ γλυκασμοὶ καὶ ὅλος ἐπιθυμία.
His mouth is sweetness, and he is altogether desirable.
οὗτος ἀδελφιδός μου
καὶ οὗτος πλησίον μου, θυγατέρες Ἰερουσαλήμ.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
§5.17Ποῦ ἀπῆλθεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σου, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξίνς;
Where has your beloved gone, O you fairest among women?
ποῦ ἀπέβλεψεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σους; καὶ ζητήσομεν αὐτὸν μετὰ σοῦ.
Where has your beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with you?