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New American Standard Bible
Auflage 2017
Admiration by the Bridegroom
“How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
“How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Wende dich, wende dich, Schulammit! Wende dich, wende dich, damit wir dich anschauen! Was wollt ihr Schulammit anschauen wie beim Tanz der beiden Lager?
“Your navel is like a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Fenced about with lilies.
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Fenced about with lilies.
Wie schön sind deine Füße in den Sandalen, du Fürsten-tochter! Deiner Hüften Rund ist wie Geschmeide, gefertigt von Künstlerhand.
“Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
Twins of a gazelle.
Dein Nabel ist eine runde Schale, Würzwein mangle ihm nicht. Dein Leib ist ein Weizenhügel, mit Lilien umstellt.
“Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which faces toward Damascus.
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which faces toward Damascus.
Deine Brüste sind wie zwei Kitzlein, Zwillinge einer Gazelle.
“Your head crowns you like Carmel,
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
Dein Hals ist wie ein Turm aus Elfenbein. Deine Augen sind die Teiche zu Heschbon beim Tor von Bat-Rabbim. Deine Nase ist wie der Libanonturm, der gegen Damaskus schaut.
“How beautiful and how delightful you are,
My love, with all your charms!
My love, with all your charms!
Dein Haupt auf dir ist wie der Karmel; wie Purpur sind deine Haare; ein König liegt in den Locken gefangen.
“Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
And your breasts are like its clusters.
Wie schön bist du und wie reizend, Liebe, Tochter aller Wonnen!
“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,
I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,
I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,
Wie eine Palme ist dein Wuchs; deine Brüste sind wie Trauben.
And your mouth like the best wine!”
“It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.
“It goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.
Ich sage: Ersteigen will ich die Palme, ich greife nach ihren Rispen. Wie Trauben am Weinstock seien mir deine Brüste, wie Apfelduft sei der Duft deines Atems
The Union of Love
“I am my beloved’s,
And his desire is for me.
und dein Gaumen wie guter Wein, der meinem Freund glatt hinuntergeht, der die Lippen der Schlafenden netzt.
“Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
Let us spend the night in the villages.
Ich gehöre meinem Geliebten und ihn verlangt nach mir.
“Let us rise early and go to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
Let us see whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
Komm, mein Geliebter, wandern wir auf das Feld, schlafen wir in den Dörfern!
“The mandrakes have given forth fragrance;
And over our doors are all choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.
And over our doors are all choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.
Früh wollen wir dann zu den Weinbergen gehen und sehen, ob der Weinstock treibt, ob die Rebenblüte sich öffnet, ob die Granatbäume blühen. Dort schenke ich dir meine Liebe.