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Song of Songs

שיר השירים

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שיר השירים

SONG OF SONGS

Hebrew
שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים אֲשֶׁר לִשְׁלֹמֹה׃ יִשָּׁקֵנִי מִנְּשִׁיקוֹת פִּיהוּ כִּי־טוֹבִים דֹּדֶיךָ
מִיָּיִן׃ לְרֵיחַ שְׁמָנֶיךָ טוֹבִים שֶׁמֶן תּוּרַק שְׁמֶךָ עַל־כֵּן עֲלָמוֹת אֲהֵבוּךָ׃
מָשְׁכֵנִי אַחֲרֶיךָ נָּרוּצָה הֱבִיאַנִי הַמֶּלֶךְ חֲדָרָיו נָגִילָה וְנִשְׂמְחָה בָּךְ
נַזְכִּירָה דֹּדֶיךָ מִיַּיִן מֵישָׁרִים אֲהֵבוּךָ׃ שְׁחוֹרָה אֲנִי וְנָאוָה
בְּנוֹת יְרוּשָׁלַ͏ִם כְּאָהֳלֵי קֵדָר כִּירִיעוֹת שְׁלֹמֹה׃ אַל־תִּרְאוּנִי שֶׁאֲנִי
שְׁחַרְחֹרֶת שֶׁשְּׁזָפַתְנִי הַשָּׁמֶשׁ בְּנֵי אִמִּי נִחֲרוּ־בִי שָׂמֻנִי נֹטֵרָה אֶת־
הַכְּרָמִים כַּרְמִי שֶׁלִּי לֹא נָטָרְתִּי׃ הַגִּידָה לִּי שֶׁאָהֲבָה נַפְשִׁי אֵיכָה
תִרְעֶה אֵיכָה תַּרְבִּיץ בַּצָּהֳרָיִם שַׁלָּמָה אֶהְיֶה כְּעֹטְיָה עַל עֶדְרֵי חֲבֵרֶיךָ׃
אִם־לֹא תֵדְעִי לָךְ הַיָּפָה בַּנָּשִׁים צְאִי־לָךְ בְּעִקְבֵי הַצֹּאן וּרְעִי אֶת־
גְּדִיֹּתַיִךְ עַל מִשְׁכְּנוֹת הָרֹעִים׃ לְסֻסָתִי בְּרִכְבֵי פַרְעֹה
דִּמִּיתִיךְ רַעְיָתִי׃ נָאווּ לְחָיַיִךְ בַּתֹּרִים צַוָּארֵךְ בַּחֲרוּזִים׃ תּוֹרֵי זָהָב
נַעֲשֶׂה־לָּךְ עִם נְקֻדּוֹת הַכָּסֶף׃ עַד־שֶׁהַמֶּלֶךְ בִּמְסִבּוֹ נִרְדִּי נָתַן רֵיחוֹ׃
צְרוֹר הַמֹּר ׀ דּוֹדִי לִי בֵּין שָׁדַי יָלִין׃ אֶשְׁכֹּל הַכֹּפֶר ׀ דּוֹדִי לִי בְּכַרְמֵי
עֵין גֶּדִי׃ הִנָּךְ יָפָה רַעְיָתִי הִנָּךְ יָפָה עֵינַיִךְ יוֹנִים׃ הִנְּךָ יָפֶה
דּוֹדִי אַף נָעִים אַף־עַרְשֵׂנוּ רַעֲנָנָה׃ קֹרוֹת בָּתֵּינוּ אֲרָזִים רַהִיטֵנוּ
בְּרוֹתִים׃ אֲנִי חֲבַצֶּלֶת הַשָּׁרוֹן שׁוֹשַׁנַּת הָעֲמָקִים׃ כְּשׁוֹשַׁנָּה בֵּין
הַחוֹחִים כֵּן רַעְיָתִי בֵּין הַבָּנוֹת׃ כְּתַפּוּחַ בַּעֲצֵי הַיַּעַר כֵּן דּוֹדִי בֵּין הַבָּנִים
בְּצִלּוֹ חִמַּדְתִּי וְיָשַׁבְתִּי וּפִרְיוֹ מָתוֹק לְחִכִּי׃ הֱבִיאַנִי אֶל־בֵּית הַיָּיִן וְדִגְלוֹ
עָלַי אַהֲבָה׃ סַמְּכוּנִי בָּאֲשִׁישׁוֹת רַפְּדוּנִי בַּתַּפּוּחִים כִּי־חוֹלַת אַהֲבָה
אָנִי׃ שְׂמֹאלוֹ תַּחַת לְרֹאשִׁי וִימִינוֹ תְּחַבְּקֵנִי׃ הִשְׁבַּעְתִּי אֶתְכֶם בְּנוֹת
יְרוּשָׁלַ͏ִם בִּצְבָאוֹת אוֹ בְּאַיְלוֹת הַשָּׂדֶה אִם־תָּעִירוּ ׀ וְאִם־תְּעוֹרְרוּ
אֶת־הָאַהֲבָה עַד שֶׁתֶּחְפָּץ׃ קוֹל דּוֹדִי הִנֵּה־זֶה בָּא מְדַלֵּג
עַל־הֶהָרִים מְקַפֵּץ עַל־הַגְּבָעוֹת׃ דּוֹמֶה דוֹדִי לִצְבִי אוֹ לְעֹפֶר הָאַיָּלִים
הִנֵּה־זֶה עוֹמֵד אַחַר כָּתְלֵנוּ מַשְׁגִּיחַ מִן־הַחַלֹּנוֹת מֵצִיץ מִן־הַחֲרַכִּים׃
Sephardi
Shir hashirim asher liShelomoh: yishakeni mineshikot pihu ki-tovim dodecha
miyayin: lereiach shemanecha tovim shemen turak shemecha al-kein alamot ahevucha:
Mashcheni acharecha narutzah heviani hamelech chadarav nagilah venismechah bach
Nazkirah dodecha miyayin meisharim ahevucha: shechorah ani vena'avah
Benot Yerushalayim ke'oholei Kedar kiri'ot Shelomoh: al-tir'uni she'ani
shecharchoret sheshezafatni hashemesh benei imi nicharu-bi samuni noterah et-
hakeramim karmi sheli lo natarti: hagidah li she'ahavah nafshi eichah
tir'eh eichah tarbits batzohorayim shalamah eheyeh ke'otyah al edrei chavereicha:
Im-lo tede'i lach hayafah banashim tze'i-lach be'ikvei hatzon ure'i et-
gediyotayich al mishkenot haro'im: lesusati berichvei Par'oh
dimitich ra'yati: na'avu lechayayich batorim tzavarech bacharuzim: torei zahav
Na'aseh-lach im nekudot hakesef: ad-shehamelech bimesibo nirdi natan reicho:
Tzeror hamor dodi li bein shadai yalin: eshkol hakofer dodi li becharmei
Ein Gedi: hinach yafah ra'yati hinach yafah einayich yonim: hinecha yafeh
Dodi af na'im af-arsenu ra'ananah: korot bateinu arazim rahitenu
berotim: ani chavatzelet hasharon shoshannat ha'amakim: keshoshannah bein
hachochim kein ra'yati bein habanot: ketapuach ba'atzei haya'ar kein dodi bein habanim
Betzilo chimadti veyashavti ufiro matok lechiki: heviani el-beit hayayin vediglo
alai ahavah: samchuni ba'ashishot rafduni batapuchim ki-cholat ahavah
ani: semolo tachat leroshi vimino techabkeni: hishba'ti etchem benot
Yerushalayim bitzva'ot o be'ayalot hasadeh im-ta'iru ve'im-te'oreru
et-ha'ahavah ad shetechpatz: kol dodi hineh-zeh ba medaleg
al-heharim mekafetz al-hagva'ot: domeh dodi litzvi o le'ofer ha'ayalim
hineh-zeh omed achar katlenu mashgiach min-hachalonot meitzitz min-hacharakim:
English
Solomon's Song of Songs. [She] Would that he kiss me with that mouth. Better than any wine is your love; the fragrance of your oils, finer. Your very name flows forth like scented oil; what wonder then that young girls love you? Come, draw me after you, let us run – the king has brought me into his chambers. [Friends] In you our joy, our happiness: your love possesses us more than any wine; flowing freely falls this love. [She] I am dark yet fair, daughters of Jerusalem; black as the tents of Kedar, as Solomon's curtains. Do not look at me, I am scorched black: the sun has stared at me. My mother's sons were furious. They made me a keeper of the vineyards; my own vineyard, I did not keep. [She] Tell me, you that I have loved, where will you pasture, where will you rest your flock at noon? Do not make me swathe my face and wander, among all the herds of your friends. [Friends] If you do not know, most beautiful of women, then go out in the tracks of the flock; bring your own young goats to pasture where the shepherds' huts stand. [He] My mare among Pharaoh's chariots, that is what you are to me, my love, your cheeks fair in their strings of beads, your neck, jewelled; I would make you strings of solid gold – with silver grains. [She] As long as my king reclined to eat, my musk-root gave its scent; my beloved a bundle of myrrh to me resting between my breasts, my beloved a cluster of henna to me, in the spice-beds of Ein Gedi. [He] You are beautiful, my love, how beautiful, your eyes like doves. [She] How beautiful you are, beloved, and how good. Our bed is green, luscious. Our house is roofed with cedars; its rafters are juniper trees. [She] I am a dune flower of the coast, I am a lily of the valleys. [He] A lily among thorn weeds is my love among the girls. [She] Amid the forest, an apple tree is my beloved among men. I treasure his shade, there I rest – and his fruit fills my mouth with sweetness. [She] He has brought me to the wine house, and his flag flying over me is love. Sustain me now with raisin cakes, spread a bed for me among apples – for I am sick with love. My head rests in his left hand; his right arm is around me. Swear to me, daughters of Jerusalem, by the she-gazelles, by the does of the field; swear that you will not waken, will not rouse, this love before its time. [She] The voice of my beloved – I hear him coming – springing over the hills, leaping the slopes; he is like a gazelle, my beloved, he is like a young deer – here he stands, behind our wall, gazing through the windows, glimpsing through every gap.