1Oh that you were like a brother to me who nursed at my mother’s breasts! If I found you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me.2I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother— she who used to teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranate. (Pr 9:2; Pr 9:5; So 3:4)3His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me! (So 2:6)4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up or awaken love until it pleases. (So 1:5; So 2:7)5Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother was in labor with you; there she who bore you was in labor. (So 3:6)6Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy[1] is fierce as the grave.[2] Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord. (Ex 34:14; De 4:24; Job 1:16; Isa 49:16; Jer 22:24; Hag 2:23; Ro 8:35)7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, he[3] would be utterly despised. (Pr 6:35)
Final Advice
8Others: We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day when she is spoken for? (Eze 16:7)9If she is a wall, we will build on her a battlement of silver, but if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. (1Ki 6:15)10She: I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who finds[4] peace. (So 4:5; So 4:12; So 7:3)11Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver. (Ec 2:4; So 1:6; Isa 7:23; Mt 21:33)12My vineyard, my very own, is before me; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred. (Pr 27:18)13He: O you who dwell in the gardens, with companions listening for your voice; let me hear it. (So 1:7; So 2:14; So 5:1)14She: Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices. (So 2:9; So 4:6; Re 22:17; Re 22:20)
Song of Solomon 8
New International Version
from Biblica1If 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.2I 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.3His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.4Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires. Friends5Who is this coming up from the wilderness leaning on her beloved? She Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labour gave you birth.6Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy[1] unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.[2]7Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it[3] would be utterly scorned. Friends8We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?9If 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. She10I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels[4] of silver.12But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and two hundred[5] are for those who tend its fruit. He13You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice! She14Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.
Song of Solomon 8
New International Reader’s Version
from Biblica1‘I wish you were like a brother to me. I wish my mother’s breasts had fed you. Then if I found you outside, I could kiss you. No one would look down on me.2I’d bring you to my mother’s house. She taught me everything I know. I’d give you spiced wine to drink. It’s the juice of my pomegranates.3Your left arm is under my head. Your right arm is around me.4Women of Jerusalem, make me a promise. Don’t stir up love. Don’t wake it up until it’s ready.’ The other women say,5‘Who is this woman coming up from the desert? She’s leaning on the one who loves her.’ The woman says to the king, ‘Under the apple tree I woke you up. That’s where your mother became pregnant with you. She went into labour, and you were born there.6Hold me close to your heart where your royal seal is worn. Keep me as close to yourself as the bracelet on your arm. My love for you is so strong it won’t let you go. Love is as powerful as death. Love’s jealousy is as strong as the grave. Love is like a blazing fire. Love burns like a mighty flame.7No amount of water can put it out. Rivers can’t sweep it away. Suppose someone offers all their wealth to buy love. That won’t even come close to being enough.’ The woman’s brothers say,8‘We have a little sister. Her breasts are still small. What should we do for our sister when she gets engaged?9If she were a wall, we’d build silver towers on her. If she were a door, we’d cover her with cedar boards.’ The woman says to the king,10‘I am a wall. My breasts are like well-built towers. So in your eyes I’ve become like someone who makes you happy.11Solomon, you had a vineyard in Baal Hamon. You rented your vineyard to others. They had to pay 12 kilograms of silver for its fruit.12But I can give my own vineyard to anyone I want to. So I give my 12 kilograms of silver to you, Solomon. Give 2.5 kilograms to those who take care of its fruit.’ The king says,13‘My love, you live in the gardens. My friends listen for your voice. But let me hear it now.’ The woman says,14‘Come away with me, my love. Be like an antelope or like a young deer on mountains that are full of spices.’
Song of Solomon 8
King James Version
1O 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.2I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother' house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.3His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.5Who 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.6Set 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.7Many 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.8We 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?9If 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.10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.11Solomon 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.12My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it .14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
Song of Solomon 8
Einheitsübersetzung 2016
from Katholisches Bibelwerk1Ach, wärst du doch mein Bruder, / genährt an den Brüsten meiner Mutter.
Träfe ich dich draußen, / ich würde dich küssen / und niemand dürfte mich deshalb verachten. (Pr 6:30)2Führen wollte ich dich, / in das Haus meiner Mutter dich bringen, / die mich erzogen hat.
Würzwein gäbe ich dir zu trinken, / von meinem Granatapfelmost. (Jud 4:18; Es 7:1; Pr 9:5; So 1:2; So 1:4; So 2:4; So 3:4; So 7:10; Jdt 12:20)3Seine Linke liegt unter meinem Kopf, / seine Rechte umfängt mich. (So 2:6)4Ich beschwöre euch, Jerusalems Töchter: / Was stört ihr die Liebe auf, / warum weckt ihr sie, ehe ihr selbst es gefällt? (So 2:7; So 3:5; So 5:8)
Gegenseitige Liebe und Sehnsucht
5Wer ist sie, / die aus der Wüste heraufsteigt, / auf ihren Geliebten gestützt?
Unter dem Apfelbaum habe ich dich geweckt, / dort, wo deine Mutter dich empfing, / wo deine Gebärerin in Wehen lag. (So 3:6)6Leg mich wie ein Siegel auf dein Herz, / wie ein Siegel auf deinen Arm,
denn stark wie der Tod ist die Liebe, / die Leidenschaft ist hart wie die Unterwelt!
Ihre Gluten sind Feuergluten, / gewaltige Flammen.[1] (Ge 38:18; De 4:24; De 6:4; Ps 79:5; Pr 6:21; Jer 22:24; Zep 1:18; Hag 2:23)7Mächtige Wasser können die Liebe nicht löschen, / auch Ströme schwemmen sie nicht hinweg.
Böte einer für die Liebe den ganzen Reichtum seines Hauses, / nur verachten würde man ihn. (Isa 43:1)8Wir haben eine kleine Schwester, / noch ohne Brüste.
Was tun wir mit unsrer Schwester am Tag, / da jemand um sie wirbt? (Eze 16:7)9Ist sie eine Mauer, / bauen wir silberne Zinnen auf ihr.
Ist sie eine Tür, / versperren wir sie mit einem Zedernbrett.10Ich bin eine Mauer / und meine Brüste sind wie Türme.
Da hab ich in seinen Augen / Frieden gefunden.11Salomo besaß einen Weinberg in Baal-Hamon; / den Weinberg übergab er Hütern.
Für seine Frucht wird jeder / tausend Silberstücke bezahlen. (Isa 7:23)12Mein eigener Weinberg liegt vor mir. / Die tausend lass ich dir, Salomo, / und zweihundert noch denen, / die seine Frucht hüten.13Die du in den Gärten weilst, / auf deine Stimme lauschen die Freunde; / lass sie mich hören!14Flieh mein Geliebter, / der Gazelle gleich, dem jungen Hirsch / auf den Balsambergen! (So 2:17)