Canticle of Canticles 6

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	VULGATA
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 (Sponsa)Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
2 "I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies."	2 Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
3 Groom to Bride: "My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array."	3 (Sponsus)Pulchra es, amica mea ; suavis, et decora sicut Jerusalem ; terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
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 Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum quæ apparuerunt de Galaad.
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 Dentes tui sicut grex ovium quæ ascenderunt de lavacro : omnes gemellis fœtibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
6 "Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness."	6 Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genæ tuæ, absque occultis tuis.
7 "There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number."	7 Sexaginta sunt reginæ, et octoginta concubinæ, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
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 Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suæ, electa genetrici suæ. Viderunt eam filiæ, et beatissimam prædicaverunt ; reginæ et concubinæ, et laudaverunt eam.
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 Quæ est ista quæ progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata ?
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 (Sponsa)Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
11 "I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab."	11 Nescivi : anima mea conturbavit me, propter quadrigas Aminadab.
12 Chorus to Bride: "Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you."	12 (Chorus)Revertere, revertere, Sulamitis ! revertere, revertere ut intueamur te.