Songs 1 (BBT Translation)
The Song of Songs 1:1 Solomon’s Most Excellent Love Song. The Desire for Love The Beloved to Her Lover: 1:2 Oh, how I wish you would kiss me passionately! For your lovemaking is more delightful than wine. 1:3 The fragrance of your colognes is delightful; your name is like the…
Songs 2 (BBT Translation)
2:1 I am a meadow flower from Sharon, a lily from the valleys. The Lover to His Beloved: 2:2 Like a lily among the thorns, so is my darling among the maidens. The Beloved about Her Lover: 2:3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is…
Songs 3 (BBT Translation)
3:1 All night long on my bed I longed for my lover. I longed for him but he never appeared. 3:2 “I will arise and look all around throughout the town, and throughout the streets and squares; I will search for my beloved.” I searched for him but I did…
Songs 4 (BBT Translation)
4:1 Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending from Mount Gilead. 4:2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly-shorn sheep coming up from the washing place; each of…
Songs 5 (BBT Translation)
5:1 I have entered my garden, O my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my balsam spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; I have drunk my wine and my milk! The Poet to the Couple: Eat, friends, and drink! Drink freely, O lovers! The…
Songs 6 (BBT Translation)
The Lost Lover Found The Maidens to the Beloved: 6:1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned? Tell us, that we may seek him with you. The Beloved to the Maidens: 6:2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the…
Songs 7 (BBT Translation)
The Beloved to Her Lover: Why do you gaze upon the Perfect One like the dance of the Mahanaim? The Lover to His Beloved: 7:1 (7:2) How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O nobleman’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a…
Songs 8 (BBT Translation)
The Beloved’s Wish Song The Beloved to Her Lover: 8:1 Oh, how I wish you were my little brother, nursing at my mother’s breasts; if I saw you outside, I could kiss you – surely no one would despise me! 8:2 I would lead you and bring you to my…
