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Cantares 5
Nueva Traducción Viviente
Cantares 5
Nueva Traducción Viviente
El joven
5 ¡He entrado en mi jardín, tesoro mío,[a] esposa mía!
Recojo mirra entre mis especias,
y disfruto del panal con mi miel
y bebo vino con mi leche.
Las jóvenes de Jerusalén
Oh amante y amada: ¡coman y beban!
¡Sí, beban su amor hasta saciarse!
La joven
2 Yo dormía, pero mi corazón estaba atento,
cuando oí que mi amante tocaba a la puerta y llamaba:
«Ábreme, tesoro mío, amada mía,
mi paloma, mi mujer perfecta.
Mi cabeza está empapada de rocío,
mi cabello, con la humedad de la noche».
3 Pero yo le respondí:
«Me he quitado el vestido,
¿por qué debería vestirme otra vez?
He lavado mis pies,
¿por qué debería ensuciarlos?».
4 Mi amante trató de abrir el cerrojo de la puerta,
y mi corazón se estremeció dentro de mí.
5 Salté para abrirle la puerta a mi amor,
y mis manos destilaron perfume.
Mis dedos goteaban preciosa mirra
mientras yo corría el pasador.
6 Le abrí a mi amado,
¡pero él ya se había ido!
Se me desplomó el corazón.
Lo busqué
pero no pude encontrarlo.
Lo llamé
pero no tuve respuesta.
7 Los guardias nocturnos me encontraron
mientras hacían sus rondas.
Me golpearon y me lastimaron
y me arrancaron el velo,
aquellos guardias del muro.
8 Oh mujeres de Jerusalén, prométanme:
si encuentran a mi amante,
díganle que desfallezco de amor.
Las jóvenes de Jerusalén
9 ¿Por qué es tu amante mejor que todos los demás,
oh mujer de singular belleza?
¿Qué hace que tu amante sea tan especial
para que te hagamos esa promesa?
La joven
10 Mi amado es trigueño y deslumbrante,
¡el mejor entre diez mil!
11 Su cabeza es del oro más fino;
su cabello ondulado es negro como el cuervo.
12 Sus ojos brillan como palomas
junto a manantiales de agua,
montados como joyas
lavadas en leche.
13 Sus mejillas son como jardines de especias
que esparcen aromas.
Sus labios son como lirios,
perfumados con mirra.
14 Sus brazos son como barras de oro torneadas,
adornados con berilo.
Su cuerpo es como marfil reluciente;
resplandece de lapislázuli.
15 Sus piernas son como columnas de mármol
colocadas sobre bases de oro puro.
Su porte es majestuoso,
como los nobles cedros del Líbano.
16 Su boca es la dulzura misma;
él es deseable en todo sentido.
Así es mi amante, mi amigo,
oh mujeres de Jerusalén.
Footnotes
- 5:1 En hebreo hermana mía; también en 5:2.
Song of Songs 5
New International Version
Song of Songs 5
New International Version
He
5 I have come into my garden,(A) my sister, my bride;(B)
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.(C)
Friends
Eat, friends, and drink;
drink your fill of love.
She
2 I slept but my heart was awake.
Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove,(D) my flawless(E) one.(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3 I have taken off my robe—
must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
must I soil them again?
4 My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
my heart began to pound for him.
5 I arose to open for my beloved,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,(G)
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
on the handles of the bolt.
6 I opened for my beloved,(H)
but my beloved had left; he was gone.(I)
My heart sank at his departure.[a]
I looked(J) for him but did not find him.
I called him but he did not answer.
7 The watchmen found me
as they made their rounds in the city.(K)
They beat me, they bruised me;
they took away my cloak,
those watchmen of the walls!
8 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(L)—
if you find my beloved,(M)
what will you tell him?
Tell him I am faint with love.(N)
Friends
9 How is your beloved better than others,
most beautiful of women?(O)
How is your beloved better than others,
that you so charge us?
She
10 My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
outstanding among ten thousand.(P)
11 His head is purest gold;
his hair is wavy
and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves(Q)
by the water streams,
washed in milk,(R)
mounted like jewels.
13 His cheeks(S) are like beds of spice(T)
yielding perfume.
His lips are like lilies(U)
dripping with myrrh.(V)
14 His arms are rods of gold
set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
decorated with lapis lazuli.(W)
15 His legs are pillars of marble
set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,(X)
choice as its cedars.
16 His mouth(Y) is sweetness itself;
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,(Z) this is my friend,
daughters of Jerusalem.(AA)
Footnotes
- Song of Songs 5:6 Or heart had gone out to him when he spoke
Song of Songs 5
Christian Standard Bible
Song of Songs 5
Christian Standard Bible
Man
5 I have come to my garden—my sister, my bride.
I gather[a] my myrrh with my spices.
I eat my honeycomb with my honey.
I drink my wine with my milk.
Narrator
Woman
2 I was sleeping, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My love was knocking!(B)
Man
Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove, my perfect one.
For my head is drenched with dew,
my hair with droplets of the night.
Woman
3 I have taken off my clothing.(C)
How can I put it back on?
I have washed my feet.
How can I get them dirty?
4 My love thrust his hand through the opening,
and my feelings were stirred for him.
5 I rose to open for my love.
My hands dripped with myrrh,(D)
my fingers with flowing myrrh
on the handles of the bolt.
6 I opened to my love,
but my love had turned and gone away.
My heart sank[c] because he had left.[d]
I sought him, but did not find him.(E)
I called him, but he did not answer.
7 The guards who go about the city found me.(F)
They beat and wounded me;
they took my cloak[e] from me—
the guardians of the walls.(G)
8 Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you,(H)
if you find my love,
tell him that I am lovesick.(I)
Young Women
9 What makes the one you love better than another,
most beautiful of women?(J)
What makes him better than another,
that you would give us this charge?
Woman
11 His head is purest gold.
His hair is wavy[g](M)
and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves(N)
beside flowing streams,
washed in milk
and set like jewels.[h]
13 His cheeks(O) are like beds of spice,
mounds of[i] perfume.
His lips are lilies,
dripping with flowing myrrh.(P)
14 His arms[j] are rods of gold
set[k] with beryl.(Q)
His body[l] is an ivory panel
covered with lapis lazuli.(R)
15 His legs are alabaster pillars
set on pedestals of pure gold.
His presence is like Lebanon,(S)
as majestic as the cedars.(T)
16 His mouth is sweetness.
He is absolutely desirable.(U)
This is my love, and this is my friend,
young women of Jerusalem.
Footnotes
- 5:1 Lit pluck
- 5:1 Or Drink your fill, lovers
- 5:6 Lit My soul went out
- 5:6 Or spoken
- 5:7 Or veil, or shawl
- 5:10 Or is radiant and ruddy
- 5:11 Or is like palm leaves; Hb obscure
- 5:12 Lit milk sitting in fullness
- 5:13 LXX, Vg read spice, yielding
- 5:14 Lit hands
- 5:14 Lit filled; Sg 5:2,12
- 5:14 Lit abdomen
Cantique des cantiques 5
Segond 21
Cantique des cantiques 5
Segond 21
Le jeune homme
5 J'entre dans mon jardin, ma sœur, ma chérie.
Je cueille ma myrrhe et mes aromates,
je mange mon rayon de miel avec mon miel,
je bois mon vin avec mon lait.
Les filles de Jérusalem
Mangez, amis, buvez, enivrez-vous d'amour!
La jeune femme
2 J'étais endormie, mais mon cœur veillait.
C'est la voix de mon bien-aimé! Il frappe:
«Ouvre-moi, ma sœur, mon amie,
ma colombe, ma parfaite,
car ma tête est couverte de rosée,
mes boucles sont pleines des gouttelettes de la nuit.»
3 J'ai enlevé mon habit. Comment pourrais-je le remettre?
J'ai lavé mes pieds. Comment pourrais-je les salir?
4 Mon bien-aimé a passé la main par la fenêtre
et j’ai été bouleversée à cause de lui.
5 J’ai commencé à ouvrir à mon bien-aimé,
et de mes mains a perlé la myrrhe,
de mes doigts la myrrhe a coulé
sur la poignée du verrou.
6 J'ai ouvert à mon bien-aimé,
mais mon bien-aimé s'était retiré, il avait disparu.
Je perdais tous mes moyens pendant qu’il parlait!
Je l'ai cherché, mais je ne l'ai pas trouvé.
Je l'ai appelé, mais il ne m'a pas répondu.
7 Ce sont les gardes qui font la ronde dans la ville qui m'ont trouvée.
Ils m'ont frappée, ils m'ont blessée,
ils m'ont enlevé mon châle, les gardes des murailles.
8 Je vous en supplie, filles de Jérusalem,
si vous trouvez mon bien-aimé,
que lui direz-vous?
Que je suis malade d'amour.
Les filles de Jérusalem
9 Qu’a-t-il de plus qu'un autre, ton bien-aimé,
toi la plus belle des femmes?
Qu’a-t-il de plus qu'un autre, ton bien-aimé,
pour que tu nous supplies de cette manière?
La jeune femme
10 Mon bien-aimé est blanc et vermeil,
on le remarque au milieu de dizaines de milliers.
11 Sa tête est d’or pur.
Ses boucles sont flottantes,
noires comme le corbeau.
12 Ses yeux sont pareils à des colombes au bord des ruisseaux:
ils baignent dans le lait,
ils reposent au sein de l'abondance.
13 Ses joues sont comme un parterre d'aromates,
ce sont des amas d’épices.
Ses lèvres sont des lis d'où coule la myrrhe.
14 Ses mains sont des anneaux d'or
garnis de chrysolithes.
Son ventre est d’ivoire poli,
couvert de saphirs.
15 Ses jambes sont des colonnes de marbre blanc
posées sur des bases en or pur.
Son aspect est aussi majestueux que le Liban,
aussi distingué que ses cèdres.
16 Son palais n'est que douceur
et toute sa personne est désirable.
Tel est mon bien-aimé, tel est mon ami,
filles de Jérusalem!
Nueva Traducción Viviente (NTV)
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Segond 21 (SG21)
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