Cantar de los Cantares 6

BIBLIA	KING JAMES BIBLE
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?	1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
2 Mi amado ha bajado a su huerto, a las eras de balsameras, a apacentar en los huertos, y recoger lirios.	2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Yo soy para mi amado y mi amado es para mí: él pastorea entre los lirios.	3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4 Hermosa eres, amiga mía, como Tirsá, encantadora, como Jerusalén, imponente como batallones.	4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
5 Retira de mí tus ojos, que me subyugan. Tu melena cual rebaño de cabras que ondulan por el monte Galaad.	5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6 Tus dientes, un rebaño de ovejas, que salen de bañarse. Todas tienen mellizas, y entre ellas no hay estéril.	6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
7 Tus mejillas, como cortes de granada a través de tu velo.	7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
8 Sesenta son las reinas, ochenta las concubinas, (e innumerables las doncellas).	8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
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:	9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 «¿Quién es ésta que surge cual la aurora, bella como la luna, refulgente como el sol, imponente como batallones?»	10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
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.	11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
12 ¡Sin saberlo, mi deseo me puso en los carros de Aminadib!	12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib.
	13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.