1 H e venido a mi jardín, hermana, esposa mía; he recogido mi mirra y mis aromas, he comido mi panal y mi miel, mi vino y mi leche he bebido. Coro Comed, amados amigos; bebed en abundancia. El tormento de la separación La esposa

“ I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh along with my balsam. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk. Eat, friends; Drink and imbibe deeply, O lovers.”

2 Y o dormía, pero mi corazón velaba. La voz de mi amado que llama: «¡Ábreme, hermana mía, amada mía, paloma mía, perfecta mía, pues mi cabeza está cubierta de rocío, mis cabellos, de la humedad de la noche!

“ I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the damp of the night.’

3 » Me he quitado la ropa, ¿cómo vestirme otra vez? Ya me he lavado los pies, ¿cómo ensuciarlos de nuevo?»

“I have taken off my dress, How can I put it on again ? I have washed my feet, How can I dirty them again ?

4 M i amado metió su mano por el resquicio de la puerta y mi corazón se conmovió dentro de mí.

“My beloved extended his hand through the opening, And my feelings were aroused for him.

5 M e levanté para abrir a mi amado y mis manos gotearon mirra: ¡de mis dedos corría la mirra sobre el pestillo de la cerradura!

“I arose to open to my beloved; And my hands dripped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, On the handles of the bolt.

6 A brí a mi amado, pero mi amado se había ido, ya había pasado, y tras su voz se me salió el alma. Lo busqué, mas no lo hallé; lo llamé, y no me respondió.

“I opened to my beloved, But my beloved had turned away and had gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I searched for him but I did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me.

7 M e encontraron los guardias que rondan la ciudad; me golpearon, me hirieron, me arrebataron el manto los guardias de las murallas.

“The watchmen who make the rounds in the city found me, They struck me and wounded me; The guardsmen of the walls took away my shawl from me.

8 Y o os conjuro, hijas de Jerusalén, si halláis a mi amado, hacedle saber que estoy enferma de amor. La esposa enamorada Coro

“I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick.”

9 ¿ Qué es tu amado más que otro amado, tú, la más hermosa entre las mujeres? ¿Qué es tu amado más que otro amado, para que así nos conjures? La esposa

“ What kind of beloved is your beloved, O most beautiful among women? What kind of beloved is your beloved, That thus you adjure us?” Admiration by the Bride

10 M i amado es blanco y sonrosado, distinguido entre diez mil;

“ My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand.

11 s u cabeza es oro fino; sus cabellos crespos, negros como el cuervo.

“His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven.

12 S us ojos, palomas que junto a arroyos de aguas se bañan en leche, están a la perfección colocados.

“His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting.

13 S us mejillas, eras perfumadas con especias aromáticas, son como fragantes flores; sus labios, lirios que destilan mirra.

“His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh.

14 S us manos, anillos de oro engastados de jacintos; su cuerpo, claro marfil cubierto de zafiros.

“His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.

15 S us piernas, columnas de mármol fundadas sobre basas de oro fino; su aspecto, como el Líbano; esbelto cual los cedros.

“His legs are pillars of alabaster Set on pedestals of pure gold; His appearance is like Lebanon Choice as the cedars.

16 S u paladar, dulcísimo, y todo en él codiciable. ¡Tal es mi amado, tal es mi amigo, hijas de Jerusalén!

“His mouth is full of sweetness. And he is wholly desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.”