Shir ha-Shirim (שיר השירים ) - Cantico dei Cantici 3

STUTTGARTENSIA-DELITZSCH	NEW JERUSALEM
1 אַחֲרֵי־כֵן פָּתַח אִיֹּוב אֶת־פִּיהוּ וַיְקַלֵּל אֶת־יֹומֹו׃ פ	1 In the end it was Job who broke the silence and cursed the day of his birth.
2 וַיַּעַן אִיֹּוב וַיֹּאמַר	2 This is what he said:
3 יֹאבַד יֹום אִוָּלֶד בֹּו וְהַלַּיְלָה אָמַר הֹרָה גָבֶר	3 Perish the day on which I was born and the night that told of a boy conceived.
4 הַיֹּום הַהוּא יְהִי חֹשֶׁךְ אַל־יִדְרְשֵׁהוּ אֱלֹוהַּ מִמָּעַל וְאַל־תֹּופַע עָלָיו נְהָרָה	4 May that day be darkness, may God on high have no thought for it, may no light shine on it.
5 יִגְאָלֻהוּ חֹשֶׁךְ וְצַלְמָוֶת תִּשְׁכָּן־עָלָיו עֲנָנָה יְבַעֲתֻהוּ כִּמְרִירֵי יֹום	5 May murk and shadow dark as death claim it for their own, clouds hang over it, eclipse swoop down onit.
6 הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יִקָּחֵהוּ אֹפֶל אַל־יִחַדְּ בִּימֵי שָׁנָה בְּמִסְפַּר יְרָחִים אַל־יָבֹא	6 See! Let obscurity seize on it, from the days of the year let it be excluded, into the reckoning of themonths not find its way.
7 הִנֵּה הַלַּיְלָה הַהוּא יְהִי גַלְמוּד אַל־תָּבֹא רְנָנָה בֹו	7 And may that night be sterile, devoid of any cries of joy!
8 יִקְּבֻהוּ אֹרְרֵי־יֹום הָעֲתִידִים עֹרֵר לִוְיָתָן	8 Let it be cursed by those who curse certain days and are ready to rouse Leviathan.
9 יֶחְשְׁכוּ כֹּוכְבֵי נִשְׁפֹּו יְקַו־לְאֹור וָאַיִן וְאַל־יִרְאֶה בְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָׁחַר	9 Dark be the stars of its morning, let it wait in vain for light and never see the opening eyes of dawn.
10 כִּי לֹא סָגַר דַּלְתֵי בִטְנִי וַיַּסְתֵּר עָמָל מֵעֵינָי	10 Since it would not shut the doors of the womb on me to hide sorrow from my eyes.
11 לָמָּה לֹּא מֵרֶחֶם אָמוּת מִבֶּטֶן יָצָאתִי וְאֶגְוָע	11 Why was I not stil -born, or why did I not perish as I left the womb?
12 מַדּוּעַ קִדְּמוּנִי בִרְכָּיִם וּמַהשָּׁ־דַיִם כִּי אִינָק	12 Why were there knees to receive me, breasts for me to suck?
13 כִּי־עַתָּה שָׁכַבְתִּי וְאֶשְׁקֹוט יָשַׁנְתִּי אָז ׀ יָנוּחַ לִי	13 Now I should be lying in peace, wrapped in a restful slumber,
14 עִם־מְלָכִים וְיֹעֲצֵי אָרֶץ הַבֹּנִים חֳרָבֹות לָמֹו	14 with the kings and high viziers of earth who have built their dwel ings in desolate places,
15 אֹו עִםשָׂ־רִים זָהָב לָהֶם הַמְמַלְאִים בָּתֵּיהֶם כָּסֶף	15 or with princes who have quantities of gold and silver cramming their tombs;
16 אֹו כְנֵפֶל טָמוּן לֹא אֶהְיֶה כְּעֹלְלִים לֹא־רָאוּ אֹור	16 or, put away like an abortive child, I should not have existed, like little ones that never see the light.
17 שָׁם רְשָׁעִים חָדְלוּ רֹגֶז וְשָׁם יָנוּחוּ יְגִיעֵי כֹחַ	17 Down there, the wicked bustle no more, there the weary rest.
18 יַחַד אֲסִירִים שַׁאֲנָנוּ לֹא מְעוּ קֹול נֹגֵשׂ	18 Prisoners, al left in peace, hear no more the shouts of the oppressor.
19 קָטֹן וְגָדֹול שָׁם הוּא וְעֶבֶד חָפְשִׁי מֵאֲדֹנָיו	19 High and low are there together, and the slave is free of his master.
20 לָמָּה יִתֵּן לְעָמֵל אֹור וְחַיִּים לְמָרֵי נָפֶשׁ	20 Why give light to a man of grief? Why give life to those bitter of heart,
21 הַמְחַכִּים לַמָּוֶת וְאֵינֶנּוּ וַיַּחְפְּרֻהוּ מִמַּטְמֹונִים	21 who long for a death that never comes, and hunt for it more than for buried treasure?
22 הַשְּׂמֵחִים אֱלֵי־גִיל יָשִׂישׂוּ כִּי יִמְצְאוּ־קָבֶר	22 They would be glad to see the grave-mound and shout with joy if they reached the tomb.
23 לְגֶבֶר אֲשֶׁר־דַּרְכֹּו נִסְתָּרָה וַיָּסֶךְ אֱלֹוהַּ בַּעֲדֹו	23 Why give light to one who does not see his way, whom God shuts in al alone?
24 כִּי־לִפְנֵי לַחְמִי אַנְחָתִי תָבֹא וַיִּתְּכוּ כַמַּיִם שַׁאֲגֹתָי	24 My only food is sighs, and my groans pour out like water.
25 כִּי פַחַד פָּחַדְתִּי וַיֶּאֱתָיֵנִי וַאֲשֶׁר יָגֹרְתִּי יָבֹא לִי	25 Whatever I fear comes true, whatever I dread befal s me.
26 לֹא שָׁלַוְתִּי ׀ וְלֹא שָׁקַטְתִּי וְלֹא־נָחְתִּי וַיָּבֹא רֹגֶז׃ פ	26 For me, there is no calm, no peace; my torments banish rest.