Mosaico decorativo

1. Quam pulchra es, amica mea, quam pulchra es: oculi tui columbarum per velamen tuum. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum, quae descenderunt de monte Galaad;

1. Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead.

2. dentes tui sicut grex tonsarum, quae ascenderunt de lavacro: omnes gemellis fetibus, et sterilis non est inter eas.

2. Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them is bereaved.

3. Sicut vitta coccinea labia tua, et eloquium tuum dulce; sicut fragmen mali punici, ita genae tuae per velamen tuum.

3. Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.

4. Sicut turris David collum tuum, quae aedificata est cum propugnaculis: mille clipei pendent ex ea, omnis armatura fortium.

4. Your neck is like the tower of David, built for an arsenal, whereon hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors.

5. Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli, capreae gemelli, qui pascuntur in liliis.

5. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that feed among the lilies.

6. Antequam aspiret dies, et festinent umbrae, vadam ad montem myrrhae et ad collem turis.

6. Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will hie me to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.

7. Tota pulchra es, amica mea, et macula non est in te.

7. You are all fair, my love; there is no flaw in you.

8. Veni de Libano, sponsa, veni de Libano, ingredere; respice de capite Amana, de vertice Sanir et Hermon, de cubilibus leonum, de montibus pardorum.

8. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Ama'na, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.

9. Vulnerasti cor meum, soror mea, sponsa, vulnerasti cor meum in uno oculorum tuorum et in uno monili torquis tui.

9. You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride, you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.

10. Quam pulchri sunt amores tui, soror, mea sponsa; meliores sunt amores tui vino, et odor unguentorum tuorum super omnia aromata.

10. How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride! how much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!

11. Favus distillans labia tua, sponsa; mel et lac sub lingua tua, et odor vestimentorum tuorum sicut odor Libani.

11. Your lips distil nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue; the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

12. Hortus conclusus, soror mea, sponsa, hortus conclusus, fons signatus;

12. A garden locked is my sister, my bride, a garden locked, a fountain sealed.

13. propagines tuae paradisus malorum punicorum cum optimis fructibus, cypri cum nardo.

13. Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard,

14. Nardus et crocus, fistula et cinnamomum cum universis lignis turiferis, myrrha et aloe cum omnibus primis unguentis.

14. nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices --

15. Fons hortorum, puteus aquarum viventium, quae fluunt impetu de Libano.

15. a garden fountain, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon.

16. Surge, aquilo, et veni, auster; perfla hortum meum, et fluant aromata illius.

16. Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.



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