§6.1Ἀδελφός μου κατέβη εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ
εἰς φιάλας τοῦ ἀρῶματος,
ποιμαίνειν ἐν κήποις καὶ συλλέγειν κρίνα. §6.2ἐγκ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου καὶ ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοί,
ὁ ποιμαίνων ἐν τοῖς κρίνοις. §6.3Καλὴ εἶ πλησίον μου, ὡς εὐδοκία,
ὡραία ὡς Ἰερουσαλὴμ,
θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναι.
"My beloved has gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies." "I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; he feeds among the lilies." "You are beautiful, O my love, as comeliness, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army set in array.
§6.4ἀπόστρεψον ὀφθαλμούς σου ἀπεναντίον μου,
ὅτι αὐτοὶ ἀνεπτέραοσαν με.
Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me.
τρίχωμά σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν αἰγῶν
αἳ ἀνεφάνησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ Γαλαὰδ,
Your hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
§6.5ὀδόντες σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν κεκαρμένων
αἳ ἀνέβησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ λουτροῦ,
αἱ πᾶσαι διδυμεύουσαι,
καὶ ἀτεκνοῦσα οὐκ ἔστιν ἐν αὐταῖς.
Your teeth are as a flock of shorn sheep which go up from the washing, whereof everyone bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
ὡς σπαρτίον τὸ κόκκινον χείλη σου,
καὶ ἡ λαλιά σου ὡραία.
Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.
§6.6ὡς λέπυρον ῥόας μῆλόν σου
ἐκτὸς τῆς σιωπήσεως σου.
Your cheek is like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
§6.7ἐξήκοντά εἰσιν βασίύισσαι, καὶ ὀγδοήκοντα παλλακαί,
καὶ νεάνιδες ὧν οὐκ ἔστιν ἀριθμός·
There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
§6.8μία ἐστὶν περιστερά μου, τελεία μου,
μία ἐστὶν τῇ μητρὶ αὐτῆς,
ἐκλεκτή ἐστιν τῇ τεκούσῃ αὐτῆς.
My dove, my undefiled, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bore her.
εἴδοσαν αὐτὴν θυγατέρες καὶ ναεαοωῦσιν αὐτήν,
βασίλισσαι καί γε παλλακαί, καὶ αἰνέσουσιν αὐτήν. §6.9Τίς αὕτη ἡ ἐκκύπτουσα ὡσεὶ ὄρθρος. καλὴ ὡς σελήνη, ἐκλεκτὴ ὡς ὁ ἥλιος,
θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναις §6.10Εἰς κῆπον καρύας κατέβην ἰδεῖν ἐν γενήμασιν τοῦ
χειμάρρου,
ἰδεῖν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος,
ἐξήνθησαν αἱ ῥόαι·
The daughters saw her and blessed her; the queens and the concubines also, and they praised her." "Who is she that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army set in array?" "I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.
There I will give you my breasts.