Canticle of Canticles 6

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	BIBLIA
1 Bride: "My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies."	1 ¿A dónde se fue tu amado, oh la más bella de las mujeres? ¿A dónde tu amado se volvió, para que contigo le busquemos?
2 "I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies."	2 Mi amado ha bajado a su huerto, a las eras de balsameras, a apacentar en los huertos, y recoger lirios.
3 Groom to Bride: "My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array."	3 Yo soy para mi amado y mi amado es para mí: él pastorea entre los lirios.
4 "Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead."	4 Hermosa eres, amiga mía, como Tirsá, encantadora, como Jerusalén, imponente como batallones.
5 "Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren."	5 Retira de mí tus ojos, que me subyugan. Tu melena cual rebaño de cabras que ondulan por el monte Galaad.
6 "Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness."	6 Tus dientes, un rebaño de ovejas, que salen de bañarse. Todas tienen mellizas, y entre ellas no hay estéril.
7 "There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number."	7 Tus mejillas, como cortes de granada a través de tu velo.
8 "One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her."	8 Sesenta son las reinas, ochenta las concubinas, (e innumerables las doncellas).
9 Chorus to Groom: "Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?"	9 Unica es mi paloma, mi perfecta. Ella, la única de su madre, la preferida de la que la engendró. Las doncellas que la ven la felicitan, reinas y concubinas la elogian:
10 Bride: "I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds."	10 «¿Quién es ésta que surge cual la aurora, bella como la luna, refulgente como el sol, imponente como batallones?»
11 "I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab."	11 Al nogueral había yo bajado para ver la floración del valle, a ver si la vid estaba en cierne, y si florecían los granados.
12 Chorus to Bride: "Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you."	12 ¡Sin saberlo, mi deseo me puso en los carros de Aminadib!