Song.8.1
O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
Song.8.1
I wish you'd been my twin brother, sharing with me the breasts of my mother, Playing outside in the street, kissing in plain view of everyone, and no one thinking anything of it.
Song.8.1
If only you were to me like a brother, who was nursed at my mother's breasts! Then, if I found you outside, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.
Song.8.1
Oh, that you were like my brother, Who nursed at my mother's breasts! If I should find you outside, I would kiss you; I would not be despised.
Song.8.1
Oh, if only you were my brother, who nursed at my mothers breast. Then I could kiss you no matter who was watching, and no one would criticize me.
Song.8.2
I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
Song.8.2
I'd take you by the hand and bring you home where I was raised by my mother. You'd drink my wine and kiss my cheeks.
Song.8.2
I would lead you and bring you to my mother's house- she who has taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.
Song.8.2
I would lead you and bring you Into the house of my mother, She who used to instruct me. I would cause you to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
Song.8.2
I would bring you to my childhood home, and there you would teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, my sweet pomegranate wine.
Song.8.3
His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Song.8.3
Imagine! His left hand cradling my head, his right arm around my waist!
Song.8.3
His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.
Song.8.3
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.
Song.8.3
Your left hand would be under my head and your right hand would embrace me.
Song.8.4
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
Song.8.4
Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem: Don't excite love, don't stir it up, until the time is ripe--and you're ready.
Song.8.4
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
Song.8.4
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases.
Song.8.4
"I want you to promise, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right. "
Song.8.5
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.
Song.8.5
Who is this I see coming up from the country, arm in arm with her lover? I found you under the apricot tree, and woke you up to love. Your mother went into labor under that tree, and under that very tree she bore you.
Song.8.5
Who is this coming up from the desert leaning on her lover? Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.
Song.8.5
Who is this coming up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awakened you under the apple tree. There your mother brought you forth; There she who bore you brought you forth.
Song.8.5
Who is this coming up from the desert, leaning on her lover? I aroused you under the apple tree, where your mother gave you birth, where in great pain she delivered you.
Song.8.6
Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
Song.8.6
Hang my locket around your neck, wear my ring on your finger. Love is invincible facing danger and death. Passion laughs at the terrors of hell. The fire of love stops at nothing--it sweeps everything before it.
Song.8.6
Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.
Song.8.6
Set me as a seal upon your heart, As a seal upon your arm; For love is as strong as death, Jealousy as cruel as the grave; Its flames are flames of fire, A most vehement flame.
Song.8.6
Place me like a seal over your heart, or like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, and its jealousy is as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame.
Song.8.7
Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Song.8.7
Flood waters can't drown love, torrents of rain can't put it out. Love can't be bought, love can't be sold--it's not to be found in the marketplace.
Song.8.7
Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.
Song.8.7
Many waters cannot quench love, Nor can the floods drown it. If a man would give for love All the wealth of his house, It would be utterly despised.
Song.8.7
Many waters cannot quench love; neither can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with everything he owned, his offer would be utterly despised.
Song.8.8
We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
Song.8.8
My brothers used to worry about me: "Our little sister has no breasts. What shall we do with our little sister when men come asking for her?
Song.8.8
We have a young sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister for the day she is spoken for?
Song.8.8
We have a little sister, And she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister In the day when she is spoken for?
Song.8.8
We have a little sister too young for breasts. What will we do if someone asks to marry her?
Song.8.9
If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
Song.8.9
She's a virgin and vulnerable, and we'll protect her. If they think she's a wall, we'll top it with barbed wire. If they think she's a door, we'll barricade it."
Song.8.9
If she is a wall, we will build towers of silver on her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.
Song.8.9
If she is a wall, We will build upon her A battlement of silver; And if she is a door, We will enclose her With boards of cedar.
Song.8.9
If she is chaste, we will strengthen and encourage her. But if she is promiscuous, we will shut her off from men.
Song.8.10
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
Song.8.10
Dear brothers, I'm a walled-in virgin still, but my breasts are full--And when my lover sees me, he knows he'll soon be satisfied.
Song.8.10
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.
Song.8.10
I am a wall, And my breasts like towers; Then I became in his eyes As one who found peace.
Song.8.10
I am chaste, and I am now full breasted. And my lover is content with me.
Song.8.11
Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
Song.8.11
King Solomon may have vast vineyards in lush, fertile country, Where he hires others to work the ground. People pay anything to get in on that bounty.
Song.8.11
Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels of silver.
Song.8.11
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon; He leased the vineyard to keepers; Everyone was to bring for its fruit A thousand silver coins.
Song.8.11
"Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-hamon, which he rents to some farmers there. Each of them pays one thousand pieces of silver for its use.
Song.8.12
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Song.8.12
But my vineyard is all mine, and I'm keeping it to myself. You can have your vast vineyards, Solomon, you and your greedy guests!
Song.8.12
But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, O Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.
Song.8.12
My own vineyard is before me. You, O Solomon, may have a thousand, And those who tend its fruit two hundred.
Song.8.12
But as for my own vineyard, O Solomon, you can take my thousand pieces of silver. And I will give two hundred pieces of silver to those who care for its vines."
Song.8.13
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.
Song.8.13
Oh, lady of the gardens, my friends are with me listening. Let me hear your voice!
Song.8.13
You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!
Song.8.13
You who dwell in the gardens, The companions listen for your voice-- Let me hear it!
Song.8.13
O my beloved, lingering in the gardens, how wonderful that your companions can listen to your voice. Let me hear it, too!
Song.8.14
Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
Song.8.14
Run to me, dear lover. Come like a gazelle. Leap like a wild stag on the spice mountains.
Song.8.14
Come away, my lover, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.
Song.8.14
Make haste, my beloved, And be like a gazelle Or a young stag On the mountains of spices.
Song.8.14
Come quickly, my love! Move like a swift gazelle or a young deer on the mountains of spices.
