Chinese Contemporary Bible (Simplified)

雅歌 1

1这是所罗门的歌,是歌中最美妙的歌。

女子:

深深地吻我吧!
因为你的爱情比美酒更香甜。
你的美名如此芬芳,
如同倒出来的香膏,
难怪少女们都爱慕你。
你带我走,让我们一起奔跑吧!
王啊,把我带进你的寝宫吧!

耶路撒冷的少女:

我们为你欢喜快乐,
我们要颂扬你那胜似美酒的爱情。

女子:

难怪少女们都爱慕你!
耶路撒冷的少女啊!
我虽然黑似基达的帐篷,
却美如所罗门的锦帐。
不要因为我被太阳晒黑就看不起我。
这是因为我的兄弟恼恨我,
要我在烈日之下看守葡萄园,
使我无暇照顾自己[a]
我心爱的人啊,告诉我吧,
你在哪里牧羊?
中午带羊去哪里歇息?
我何必在你同伴的羊群旁流浪,
像风尘女子一样呢?

耶路撒冷的少女:

绝色佳人啊!
要是你不知道,
就跟着羊群的足迹,
到牧人的帐篷边喂养你的山羊羔吧。

男子:

我的爱人啊,
你好比法老战车上套的牝马,
引人注目。
10 耳环辉映你的脸颊,
珠链轻衬你的颈项。
11 我们要为你打造镶有银珠的金饰。

女子:

12 王坐席的时候,
我身上的哪哒香膏芬芳四溢。
13 我的良人靠在我怀中,
如同一袋没药。
14 我的良人在我眼中,
好像隐·基底葡萄园中的凤仙花。

男子:

15 我的爱人啊!
你真是美极了!美极了!
你的眼神纯情专一,好像鸽子的眼睛。

女子:

16 我的良人啊!
你真英俊!真可爱!
我们以青草作床榻,
17 以香柏树作屋梁,
以松树作椽子。

Notas al pie

  1. 1:6 我无暇照顾自己”希伯来文是“我却无法照料自己的葡萄园。”

King James Version

Song of Solomon 1

1The song of songs, which is Solomon's.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.

Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.