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Confronta con un'altra Bibbia
Cambia Bibbia
NEW AMERICAN BIBLE | CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN |
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1 Turn, turn, O Shulammite, | 1 Chorus to Groom: "What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?" |
2 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, | 2 Chorus to Bride: "How beautiful are your footsteps in shoes, O daughter of a ruler! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, which have been fabricated by the hand of an artist." |
3 Your navel is a round bowl | 3 "Your navel is a round bowl, never lacking in curvature. Your abdomen is like a bundle of wheat, surrounded with lilies." |
4 Your breasts are like twin fawns, | 4 "Your two breasts are like two young twin does." |
5 Your neck is like a tower of ivory. | 5 "Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes like the fish ponds at Heshbon, which are at the entrance to the daughter of the multitude. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks out toward Damascus." |
6 You head rises like Carmel; | 6 "Your head is like Carmel, and the hairs of your head are like the purple of the king, bound into pleats." |
7 How beautiful you are, how pleasing, | 7 "Most beloved one, how beautiful you are, and how graceful in delights!" |
8 Your very figure is like a palm tree, | 8 "Your stature is comparable to the palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes." |
9 I said: I will climb the palm tree, | 9 Groom: "I said, I will ascend to the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. And your breasts will be like clusters of grapes on the vine. And the fragrance of your mouth will be like apples." |
10 And your mouth like an excellent wine- | 10 Bride: "Your throat is like the finest wine: wine worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and teeth to contemplate." |
11 I belong to my lover | 11 "I am for my beloved, and his turning is to me." |
12 Come, my lover, let us go forth to the fields | 12 "Approach, my beloved. Let us go out into the field; let us linger in the villages." |
13 Let us go early to the vineyards, and see | 13 "The mandrakes yield their fragrance. At our gates is every fruit. The new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for you." |
14 The mandrakes give forth fragrance, |