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Io sono un narciso di Saron,
un giglio delle valli.
Come un giglio fra i cardi,
così la mia amata tra le fanciulle.
Come un melo tra gli alberi del bosco,
il mio diletto fra i giovani.
Alla sua ombra, cui anelavo, mi siedo
e dolce è il suo frutto al mio palato.
Mi ha introdotto nella cella del vino
e il suo vessillo su di me è amore.
Sostenetemi con focacce d'uva passa,
rinfrancatemi con pomi,
perché io sono malata d'amore.
La sua sinistra è sotto il mio capo
e la sua destra mi abbraccia.
Io vi scongiuro, figlie di Gerusalemme,
per le gazzelle o per le cerve dei campi:
non destate, non scuotete dal sonno l'amata,
finché essa non lo voglia.

SECONDO POEMA

La sposa

Una voce! Il mio diletto!
Eccolo, viene
saltando per i monti,
balzando per le colline.
Somiglia il mio diletto a un capriolo
o ad un cerbiatto.
Eccolo, egli sta
dietro il nostro muro;
guarda dalla finestra,
spia attraverso le inferriate.
10 Ora parla il mio diletto e mi dice:
«Alzati, amica mia,
mia bella, e vieni!
11 Perché, ecco, l'inverno è passato,
è cessata la pioggia, se n'è andata;
12 i fiori sono apparsi nei campi,
il tempo del canto è tornato
e la voce della tortora ancora si fa sentire
nella nostra campagna.
13 Il fico ha messo fuori i primi frutti
e le viti fiorite spandono fragranza.
Alzati, amica mia,
mia bella, e vieni!
14 O mia colomba, che stai nelle fenditure della roccia,
nei nascondigli dei dirupi,
mostrami il tuo viso,
fammi sentire la tua voce,
perché la tua voce è soave,
il tuo viso è leggiadro».
15 Prendeteci le volpi,
le volpi piccoline
che guastano le vigne,
perché le nostre vigne sono in fiore.
16 Il mio diletto è per me e io per lui.
Egli pascola il gregge fra i figli.
17 Prima che spiri la brezza del giorno
e si allunghino le ombre,
ritorna, o mio diletto,
somigliante alla gazzella
o al cerbiatto,
sopra i monti degli aromi.

I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

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

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

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

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

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

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

12 The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

She[a]

I am a rose[b](A) of Sharon,(B)
    a lily(C) of the valleys.

He

Like a lily among thorns
    is my darling among the young women.

She

Like an apple[c] tree among the trees of the forest
    is my beloved(D) among the young men.
I delight(E) to sit in his shade,
    and his fruit is sweet to my taste.(F)
Let him lead me to the banquet hall,(G)
    and let his banner(H) over me be love.
Strengthen me with raisins,
    refresh me with apples,(I)
    for I am faint with love.(J)
His left arm is under my head,
    and his right arm embraces me.(K)
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you(L)
    by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.(M)

Listen! My beloved!
    Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
    bounding over the hills.(N)
My beloved is like a gazelle(O) or a young stag.(P)
    Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
    peering through the lattice.
10 My beloved spoke and said to me,
    “Arise, my darling,
    my beautiful one, come with me.
11 See! The winter is past;
    the rains are over and gone.
12 Flowers appear on the earth;
    the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
    is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;(Q)
    the blossoming(R) vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
    my beautiful one, come with me.”

He

14 My dove(S) in the clefts of the rock,
    in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.(T)
15 Catch for us the foxes,(U)
    the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,(V)
    our vineyards that are in bloom.(W)

She

16 My beloved is mine and I am his;(X)
    he browses among the lilies.(Y)
17 Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,(Z)
turn, my beloved,(AA)
    and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag(AB)
    on the rugged hills.[d](AC)

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 2:1 Or He
  2. Song of Songs 2:1 Probably a member of the crocus family
  3. Song of Songs 2:3 Or possibly apricot; here and elsewhere in Song of Songs
  4. Song of Songs 2:17 Or the hills of Bether