Song of Solomon 4 - American Standard Version with Hebrew

1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are `as' doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

1 הִנָּ֨ךְ יָפָ֤ה רַעְיָתִי֙ הִנָּ֣ךְ יָפָ֔ה עֵינַ֣יִךְ יֹונִ֔ים מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵ֑ךְ שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הָֽעִזִּ֔ים שֶׁגָּלְשׁ֖וּ מֵהַ֥ר גִּלְעָֽד׃

2 Thy teeth are like a flock `of ewes' that are `newly' shorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

2 שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הַקְּצוּבֹ֔ות שֶׁעָל֖וּ מִן־הָרַחְצָ֑ה שֶׁכֻּלָּם֙ מַתְאִימֹ֔ות וְשַׁכֻּלָ֖ה אֵ֥ין בָּהֶֽם׃

3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

3 כְּח֤וּט הַשָּׁנִי֙ שִׂפְתֹתַ֔יִךְ וּמִדְבָּרֵ֖יךְ נָאוֶ֑ה כְּפֶ֤לַח הָֽרִמֹּון֙ רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃

4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men.

4 כְּמִגְדַּ֤ל³ דָּוִיד֙ צַוָּארֵ֔ךְ בָּנ֖וּי לְתַלְפִּיֹּ֑ות אֶ֤לֶף הַמָּגֵן֙ תָּל֣וּי עָלָ֔יו כֹּ֖ל שִׁלְטֵ֥י הַגִּבֹּורִֽים׃

5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

5 שְׁנֵ֥י שָׁדַ֛יִךְ כִּשְׁנֵ֥י עֳפָרִ֖ים תְּאֹומֵ֣י צְבִיָּ֑ה הָרֹועִ֖ים בַּשֹּׁושַׁנִּֽים׃

6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

6 עַ֤ד שֶׁיָּפ֙וּחַ֙ הַיֹּ֔ום וְנָ֖סוּ הַצְּלָלִ֑ים אֵ֤לֶךְ לִי֙ אֶל־הַ֣ר הַמֹּ֔ור וְאֶל־גִּבְעַ֖ת הַלְּבֹונָֽה׃

7 Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.

7 כֻּלָּ֤ךְ יָפָה֙ רַעְיָתִ֔י וּמ֖וּם אֵ֥ין בָּֽךְ׃

8 Come with me from Lebanon, `my' bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

8 אִתִּ֤י מִלְּבָנֹון֙ כַּלָּ֔ה אִתִּ֖י מִלְּבָנֹ֣ון תָּבֹ֑ואִי תָּשׁ֣וּרִי׀ מֵרֹ֣אשׁ אֲמָנָ֗ה מֵרֹ֤אשׁ שְׂנִיר֙ וְחֶרְמֹ֔ון מִמְּעֹנֹ֣ות אֲרָיֹ֔ות מֵֽהַרְרֵ֖י נְמֵרִֽים׃

9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, `my' bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

9 לִבַּבְתִּ֖נִי אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה לִבַּבְתִּ֙ינִי֙ בְּאַחַד בְּאַחַ֣ת מֵעֵינַ֔יִךְ בְּאַחַ֥ד עֲנָ֖ק מִצַּוְּרֹנָֽיִךְ׃

10 How fair is thy love, my sister, `my' bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

10 מַה־יָּפ֥וּ דֹדַ֖יִךְ אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה מַה־טֹּ֤בוּ דֹדַ֙יִךְ֙ מִיַּ֔יִן וְרֵ֥יחַ שְׁמָנַ֖יִךְ מִכָּל־בְּשָׂמִֽים׃

11 Thy lips, O `my' bride, drop `as' the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

11 נֹ֛פֶת תִּטֹּ֥פְנָה שִׂפְתֹותַ֖יִךְ כַּלָּ֑ה דְּבַ֤שׁ וְחָלָב֙ תַּ֣חַת לְשֹׁונֵ֔ךְ וְרֵ֥יחַ שַׂלְמֹתַ֖יִךְ כְּרֵ֥יחַ לְבָנֹֽון׃

12 A garden shut up is my sister, `my' bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

12 גַּ֥ן׀ נָע֖וּל אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה גַּ֥ל נָע֖וּל מַעְיָ֥ן חָתֽוּם׃

13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,

13 שְׁלָחַ֙יִךְ֙ פַּרְדֵּ֣ס רִמֹּונִ֔ים עִ֖ם פְּרִ֣י מְגָדִ֑ים כְּפָרִ֖ים עִם־נְרָדִֽים׃

14 Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.

14 נֵ֣רְדְּ׀ וְכַרְכֹּ֗ם קָנֶה֙ וְקִנָּמֹ֔ון עִ֖ם כָּל־עֲצֵ֣י לְבֹונָ֑ה מֹ֚ר וַאֲהָלֹ֔ות עִ֖ם כָּל־רָאשֵׁ֥י בְשָׂמִֽים׃

15 `Thou art' a fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.

15 מַעְיַ֣ן גַּנִּ֔ים בְּאֵ֖ר מַ֣יִם חַיִּ֑ים וְנֹזְלִ֖ים מִן־לְבָנֹֽון׃

16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat his precious fruits.

16 ע֤וּרִי צָפֹון֙ וּבֹ֣ואִי תֵימָ֔ן הָפִ֥יחִי גַנִּ֖י יִזְּל֣וּ בְשָׂמָ֑יו יָבֹ֤א דֹודִי֙ לְגַנֹּ֔ו וְיֹאכַ֖ל פְּרִ֥י מְגָדָֽיו׃