The Shulamite’s Troubled Evening

The Shulamite

I sleep, but my heart is awake;
It is the voice of my beloved!
(A)He knocks, saying,
“Open for me, my sister, [a]my love,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is covered with dew,
My [b]locks with the drops of the night.”

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 5:2 my companion, friend
  2. Song of Solomon 5:2 curls or hair

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

She

I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is (A)knocking.
“Open to me, my (B)sister, my (C)love,
    my (D)dove, my (E)perfect one,
for my head is wet with dew,
    my (F)locks with the drops of the night.”

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Нощен блян

Възлюбената

Заспала съм, но сърцето ми е будно.
Ето гласът на моя възлюбен, който чука:
„Отвори ми, сестрице, моя мила,
моя гълъбице, моя съвършена!
Защото главата ми е цяла с роса покрита,
и косата с нощна влага.“

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