Canticle of Canticles 5

KING JAMES BIBLE	BIBLIA
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.	1 Ya he entrado en mi huerto, hermana mía, novia; he tomado mi mirra con mi bálsamo, he comido mi miel con mi panal, he bebido mi vino con mi leche. ¡Comed, amigos, bebed, oh queridos, embriagaos!
2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.	2 Yo dormía, pero mi corazón velaba. ¡La voz de mi amado que llama!: «¡Abreme, hermana mía, amiga mía, paloma mía, mi perfecta! Que mi cabeza está cubierta de rocío y mis bucles del relente de la noche».
3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?	3 - «Me he quitado mi túnica, ¿cómo ponérmela de nuevo? He lavado mis pies, ¿cómo volver a mancharlos?»
4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.	4 ¡Mi amado metió la mano por la hendedura; y por él se estremecieron mis entrañas.
5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.	5 Me levanté para abrir a mi amado, y mis manos destilaron mirra, mirra fluida mis dedos, en el pestillo de la cerradura.
6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.	6 Abrí a mi amado, pero mi amado se había ido de largo. El alma se me salió a su huída. Le busqué y no le hallé, le llamé, y no me repondió.
7 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.	7 Me encontraron los centinelas, los que hacen la ronda en la ciudad. Me golpearon, me hirieron, me quitaron de encima mi chal los guardias de las murallas.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.	8 Yo os conjuro, hijas de Jerusalén, si encontráis a mi amado, ¿qué le habéis de anunciar? Que enferma estoy de amor.
9 What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?	9 ¿Qué distingue a tu amado de los otros, oh la más bella de las mujeres? ¿Qué distingue a tu amado de los otros, para que así nos conjures?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.	10 Mi amado es fúlgido y rubio, distinguido entre diez mil.
11 His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.	11 Su cabeza es oro, oro puro; sus guedejas, racimos de palmera, negras como el cuervo.
12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.	12 Sus ojos como palomas junto a arroyos de agua, bañándose en leche, posadas junto a un estanque.
13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.	13 Sus mejillas, eras de balsameras, macizos de perfumes. Sus labios son lirios que destilan mirra fluida.
14 His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.	14 Sus manos, aros de oro, engastados de piedras de Tarsis. Su vientre, de pulido marfil, recubierto de zafiros.
15 His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.	15 Sus piernas, columnas de alabastro, asentadas en basas de oro puro. Su porte es como el Líbano, esbelto cual los cedros.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.	16 Su paladar, dulcísimo, y todo él, un encanto. Así es mi amado, así mi amigo, hijas de Jerusalén.