Cantares 8
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Song of Solomon 8
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| ¡OH quién te me diese como hermano Que mamó los pechos de mi madre; De modo que te halle yo fuera, y te bese, Y no me menosprecien! | Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on. |
| Yo te llevaría, te metiera en casa de mi madre: Tú me enseñarías, Y yo te hiciera beber vino Adobado del mosto de mis granadas. | I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate. |
| Su izquierda esté debajo de mi cabeza, Y su derecha me abrace. | His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me. |
| Conjúroos, oh doncellas de Jerusalem, Que no despertéis, ni hagáis velar al amor, Hasta que quiera. | I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready. |
| ¿Quién es ésta que sube del desierto, Recostada sobre su amado? Debajo de un manzano te desperté: Allí tuvo tu madre dolores, Allí tuvo dolores la que te parió. | Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth. |
| Ponme como un sello sobre tu corazón, como una marca sobre tu brazo: Porque fuerte es como la muerte el amor; Duro como el sepulcro el celo: Sus brasas, brasas de fuego, Fuerte llama. | Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames. |
| Las muchas aguas no podrán apagar el amor, Ni lo ahogarán los ríos. Si diese el hombre toda la hacienda de su casa por este amor, De cierto lo menospreciaran. | Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough. |
| Tenemos una pequeña hermana, Que no tiene pechos: ¿Qué haremos á nuestra hermana Cuando de ella se hablare? | We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man? |
| Si ella es muro, Edificaremos sobre él un palacio de plata: Y si fuere puerta, La guarneceremos con tablas de cedro. | If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood. |
| Yo soy muro, y mis pechos como torres, Desde que fuí en sus ojos como la que halla paz. | I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come. |
| Salomón tuvo una viña en Baal-hamón, La cual entregó á guardas, Cada uno de los cuales debía traer mil monedas de plata por su fruto. | Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit. |
| Mi viña, que es mía, está delante de mí: Las mil serán tuyas, oh Salomón, Y doscientas, de los que guardan su fruto. | My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred. |
| Oh tú la que moras en los huertos, Los compañeros escuchan tu voz: Házmela oir. | You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it. |
| Huye, amado mío; Y sé semejante al gamo, ó al cervatillo, Sobre las montañas de los aromas. | Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice. |
