ΑΣΜΑ - Cantico - Canticle of Canticles 5

LXX	DOUAI-RHEIMS
1 εισηλθον εις κηπον μου αδελφη μου νυμφη ετρυγησα σμυρναν μου μετα αρωματων μου εφαγον αρτον μου μετα μελιτος μου επιον οινον μου μετα γαλακτος μου φαγετε πλησιοι και πιετε και μεθυσθητε αδελφοι	1 Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.
2 εγω καθευδω και η καρδια μου αγρυπνει φωνη αδελφιδου μου κρουει επι την θυραν ανοιξον μοι αδελφη μου η πλησιον μου περιστερα μου τελεια μου οτι η κεφαλη μου επλησθη δροσου και οι βοστρυχοι μου ψεκαδων νυκτος	2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.
3 εξεδυσαμην τον χιτωνα μου πως ενδυσωμαι αυτον ενιψαμην τους ποδας μου πως μολυνω αυτους	3 I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?
4 αδελφιδος μου απεστειλεν χειρα αυτου απο της οπης και η κοιλια μου εθροηθη επ' αυτον	4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.
5 ανεστην εγω ανοιξαι τω αδελφιδω μου χειρες μου εσταξαν σμυρναν δακτυλοι μου σμυρναν πληρη επι χειρας του κλειθρου	5 I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.
6 ηνοιξα εγω τω αδελφιδω μου αδελφιδος μου παρηλθεν ψυχη μου εξηλθεν εν λογω αυτου εζητησα αυτον και ουχ ευρον αυτον εκαλεσα αυτον και ουχ υπηκουσεν μου	6 I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.
7 ευροσαν με οι φυλακες οι κυκλουντες εν τη πολει επαταξαν με ετραυματισαν με ηραν το θεριστρον μου απ' εμου φυλακες των τειχεων	7 The keepers that go about the city found me: they struck me: and wounded me: the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8 ωρκισα υμας θυγατερες ιερουσαλημ εν ταις δυναμεσιν και εν ταις ισχυσεσιν του αγρου εαν ευρητε τον αδελφιδον μου τι απαγγειλητε αυτω οτι τετρωμενη αγαπης ειμι εγω	8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him that I languish with love.
9 τι αδελφιδος σου απο αδελφιδου η καλη εν γυναιξιν τι αδελφιδος σου απο αδελφιδου οτι ουτως ωρκισας ημας	9 What manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, O thou most beautiful among women? what manner of one is thy beloved of the beloved, that thou hast so adjured us?
10 αδελφιδος μου λευκος και πυρρος εκλελοχισμενος απο μυριαδων	10 My beloved is white and ruddy, chosen out of thousands.
11 κεφαλη αυτου χρυσιον και φαζ βοστρυχοι αυτου ελαται μελανες ως κοραξ	11 His head is as the finest gold: his locks as branches of palm trees, black as a raven.
12 οφθαλμοι αυτου ως περιστεραι επι πληρωματα υδατων λελουσμεναι εν γαλακτι καθημεναι επι πληρωματα υδατων	12 His eyes as doves upon brooks of waters, which are washed with milk, and sit beside the plentiful streams.
13 σιαγονες αυτου ως φιαλαι του αρωματος φυουσαι μυρεψικα χειλη αυτου κρινα σταζοντα σμυρναν πληρη	13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrb.
14 χειρες αυτου τορευται χρυσαι πεπληρωμεναι θαρσις κοιλια αυτου πυξιον ελεφαντινον επι λιθου σαπφειρου	14 His hands are turned and as of gold, full of hyacinths. His belly as of ivory, set with sapphires.
15 κνημαι αυτου στυλοι μαρμαρινοι τεθεμελιωμενοι επι βασεις χρυσας ειδος αυτου ως λιβανος εκλεκτος ως κεδροι	15 His legs as pillars of marble, that are set upon bases of gold. His form as of Libanus, excellent as the cedars.
16 φαρυγξ αυτου γλυκασμοι και ολος επιθυμια ουτος αδελφιδος μου και ουτος πλησιον μου θυγατερες ιερουσαλημ	16 His throat most sweet, and he is all lovely: such is my beloved, and he is my friend, O ye daughters of Jerusalem.
	17 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou most beautiful among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside, and we will seek him with thee?