¹

I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.

¹

Кт^о да'сть т^и бра'те мои съсђща се'сца мт~ре мое^я” ѓ^брњто'хъ т^я внњ` цњлђю т^я. и^ ктомђ` не ё^ничижаT мене.

²

I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.

²

ѓ^быимђ т^я и^ въведђ т^я въ до'мъ мт~ре мое^я, и^ въ ло'жницђ ꙁаче'ншїя м^я. тђ м^я наё^чи'ши, напою т^я вина` съ во'нями строе'наго, и^ пи'тїя пото'ка мое^го”

³

His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

³

шђи'ца е^го поD главою м^и, и^ десни'ца е^го ѓ^бы'иметъ м^я”

⁴

I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

⁴

КляX в^ы дще'ри і^ерsлимля в си'лахъ и^ въ крњпости села” Чт^о дви'жете и^ възDвиꙁа'ете любо'вь до'ндеже а^ще хо'щеT”

⁵

Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth.

⁵

Кт^о сїя въсходя'щїя ё^бњлена, и^ ё^твержа'ема ѓ^ братњ е^я” эT ѓ%блока въста'вихъ т^я, та'мо поболњ мт~и твоя, та'мо поболњ рожDеиша т^я”

⁶

Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, even the flames thereof.

⁶

Положи'ша м^я ја%ко печа'ть на срDцы твое^м#, и^ ја^ко печа'ть на мы'ш#цы твое'и. ꙁане` крњ'пка ја%ко смр~ть любы, жесто'ка ја%ко а^дъ ꙁа'висть. кри'ла е^я` ја%ко ѓ%гнь пла'меня ё%глїе ѓ%гнено, пла'мы е^я`.

⁷

Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, men would utterly despise it.

⁷

вода` мно'га не мо'жетъ ё^гаси'ти любве, и^ рњ'ки не пото'пятъ е^я. а^ще да'сть мђж'ъ вс^е и^мњ'нїе свое въ любви, ё^ничиже'нїемъ ё^ничижа'тъ е^го”

⁸

Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?

⁸

Сестра на'ша ма'ла и^ се'сцђ не и%мать. чт^о сътво'римъ сестрњ на'шеи въ дн~ь во'н#же а^ще гл~ати бђдетъ е'и”

⁹

If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.

⁹

А$ще стњна е^сть съградиM на неи стрњхи сре'бряныя” а^ще две'ръ е^сть напи'шемъ на не'и дъскђ ке'дровђ”

¹⁰

I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.

¹⁰

А$ꙁъ стњна и^ се'сца моя ја%ко сто'лпъ. а^ꙁъ бњхъ въ ѓ%чїю е^го, ѓ^брњта'ющи ми'ръ”

¹¹

Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.

¹¹

Виногра'дъ быхъ соло'монђ въ вее^ламо'нњ, и^ да'сть виногра'дъ свои стрегђщимъ е^го. мђж'ъ принесеT въ пло'дњ е^го ты'сящђ сребрени'кᲆ.

¹²

My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon shall have a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.

¹²

Виногра'дъ мои предо мно'ю, ты'сяща соло'моня, и^ дв^њстњ стрегђщиX плоD е^го”

¹³

Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear it.

¹³

Сњдя'и въ ѓ^гра'дехъ мно'гихъ, и^ дрђгїя въемлющїя, глsа твои ё^слы'ши м^и”

¹⁴

Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.

¹⁴

Бњга'и бра'те мои и^ ё^подоби'ся сернњ, и^ли ю%нцемъ ѓ^ле'няM на горы а^рома'т#скиX”