Canticle of Canticles 1

NEW JERUSALEM	VULGATA
1 Solomon's Song of Songs:	1 (Sponsa)Osculetur me osculo oris sui ; quia meliora sunt ubera tua vino,
2 BELOVED: Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love-making is sweeter than wine;	2 fragrantia unguentis optimis. Oleum effusum nomen tuum ; ideo adolescentulæ dilexerunt te.
3 delicate is the fragrance of your perfume, your name is an oil poured out, and that is why girls love you.	3 (Chorus Adolescentularum)Trahe me, post te curremus in odorem unguentorum tuorum. Introduxit me rex in cellaria sua ; exsultabimus et lætabimur in te, memores uberum tuorum super vinum. Recti diligunt te.
4 Draw me in your footsteps, let us run. The king has brought me into his rooms; you wil be our joy andour gladness. We shal praise your love more than wine; how right it is to love you.	4 (Sponsa)Nigra sum, sed formosa, filiæ Jerusalem, sicut tabernacula Cedar, sicut pelles Salomonis.
5 BELOVED: I am black but lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the pavilions of Salmah.	5 Nolite me considerare quod fusca sim, quia decoloravit me sol. Filii matris meæ pugnaverunt contra me ; posuerunt me custodem in vineis : vineam meam non custodivi.
6 Take no notice of my dark colouring, it is the sun that has burnt me. My mother's sons turned their angeron me, they made me look after the vineyards. My own vineyard I had not looked after!	6 Indica mihi, quem diligit anima mea, ubi pascas, ubi cubes in meridie, ne vagari incipiam post greges sodalium tuorum.
7 Tel me then, sweetheart, where wil you lead your flock to graze, where will you rest it at noon? That Imay no more wander like a vagabond beside the flocks of your companions.	7 (Sponsus)Si ignoras te, o pulcherrima inter mulieres, egredere, et abi post vestigia gregum, et pasce hædos tuos juxta tabernacula pastorum.
8 CHORUS: If you do not know this, O loveliest of women, fol ow the tracks of the flock, and take your kidsto graze close by the shepherds' tents.	8 Equitatui meo in curribus Pharaonis assimilavi te, amica mea.
9 LOVER: I compare you, my love, to my mare harnessed to Pharaoh's chariot.	9 Pulchræ sunt genæ tuæ sicut turturis ; collum tuum sicut monilia.
10 Your cheeks show fair between their pendants and your neck within its necklaces.	10 Murenulas aureas faciemus tibi, vermiculatas argento.
11 We shall make you golden earrings and beads of silver.	11 (Sponsa)Dum esset rex in accubitu suo, nardus mea dedit odorem suum.
12 DUO: -While the king rests in his own room my nard yields its perfume.	12 Fasciculus myrrhæ dilectus meus mihi ; inter ubera mea commorabitur.
13 My love is a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts.	13 Botrus cypri dilectus meus mihi in vineis Engaddi.
14 My love is a cluster of henna flowers among the vines of En-Gedi.	14 (Sponsus)Ecce tu pulchra es, amica mea ! ecce tu pulchra es ! Oculi tui columbarum.
15 -How beautiful you are, my beloved, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are doves.	15 (Sponsa)Ecce tu pulcher es, dilecte mi, et decorus ! Lectulus noster floridus.
16 -How beautiful you are, my love, and how you delight me! Our bed is the greensward.	16 Tigna domorum nostrarum cedrina, laquearia nostra cypressina.
17 -The beams of our house are cedar trees, its panel ing the cypress.