sol 8:1

יָב֥וּזוּלֹאגַּ֖םאֶשָּׁ֣קְךָ֔בַחוּץ֙אֶֽמְצָאֲךָ֤אִמִּ֑ישְׁדֵ֣ילִ֔ייֹונֵ֖קאָ֣חכְּיִתֶּנְךָ֙לָֽךְמִ֤י
ya-bwzwa
la-a
ga-m
aa-sha-qa-ka
ba-chwtz
aa-ma-sa-aaka
aa-ma-ya
sha-da-ya
la-yya-wna-qh
aa-cha
ka
ya-tha-na-ka
la-ka-ma-ya
yabwzw
lo'
gam
'esaqeka
bahws
'emesa'aka
'imiy
sedey
liyyowneq
'ah
ke
yiteneka
lakemiy
would despise me.
no one
and
I would kiss you,
outdoors,
If I found you
at my mother’s
breasts!
you [were] to me who nursed
like a brother
that
for you, O
8-1. O 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.

sol 8:2

רִמֹּנִֽיעֲסִ֖יסמֵהָרֶ֔קַחיַּ֣יִןמִאַשְׁקְךָ֙תְּלַמְּדֵ֑נִיאִמִּ֖יאֶלבֵּ֥יתאֲבִֽיאֲךָ֛לִֽיאֶנְהָֽגֲךָ֗
ra-ma-na-ya
'asa-ysh
ma
ha-ra-qa-cha
ya-ya-n
ma
aa-sha-qa-ka
tha-la-ma-da-na-ya
aa-ma-ya
aa-lba-ytha
aaba-yaaka
la-yaa-na-ha-gaka
rimoniy
'asiys
me
hareqah
yayin
mi
'aseqeka
telamedeniy
'imiy
'elbeyt
'abiy'aka
liy'enehagaka
of my pomegranates.
the nectar
I would give you spiced
wine
to drink,
who taught me.
of my mother
to the house
and bring you
I would lead you
8-2. I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

sol 8:3

תְּחַבְּקֵֽנִיוִֽימִינֹ֖ורֹאשִׁ֔יתַּ֣חַתשְׂמֹאלֹו֙
tha-cha-ba-qa-na-ya
wa-yma-yna-wa
ra-asha-ya
tha-cha-tha
sha-ma-ala-wa
tehabeqeniy
wiymiynow
ro'siy
tahat
semo'low
embraces me.
and his right arm
my head,
is under
His left hand
8-3. His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

sol 8:4

שֶׁתֶּחְפָּֽץעַ֥דהָאַהֲבָ֖האֶתתְּעֹֽרְר֛וּוּֽמַהתָּעִ֧ירוּמַהיְרוּשָׁלִָ֑םבְּנֹ֣ותאֶתְכֶ֖םהִשְׁבַּ֥עְתִּי
sha-tha-cha-pa-tz
'a-d
ha-aa-haba-ha
aa-tha
tha-'a-ra-rwa
wma-ha
tha-'a-yrwa
ma-ha
ya-rwsha-la-a-m
ba-na-wtha
aa-tha-ka-m
ha-sha-ba-'a-tha-ya
setehepas
'ad
ha'ahabah
'et
te'orerw
wmah
ta'iyrw
mah
yerwsalaim
benowt
'etekem
hiseba'etiy
the time is right. the time is right.
until
love
or awaken
Do not arouse
of Jerusalem,
O daughters
I adjure you:
8-4. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

sol 8:5

יְלָדַֽתְךָחִבְּלָ֥השָׁ֖מָּהאִמֶּ֔ךָחִבְּלַ֣תְךָשָׁ֚מָּהעֹֽורַרְתִּ֔יךָהַתַּפּ֨וּחַ֙תַּ֤חַתדֹּודָ֑הּעַלמִתְרַפֶּ֖קֶתהַמִּדְבָּ֔רמִןעֹלָה֙זֹ֗אתמִ֣י
ya-la-da-tha-ka
cha-ba-la-ha
sha-ma-ha
aa-ma-ka
cha-ba-la-tha-ka
sha-ma-ha
'a-wra-ra-tha-yka
ha-tha-pwcha
tha-cha-tha
da-wda-ha
'a-l
ma-tha-ra-pa-qa-tha
ha-ma-da-ba-r
ma-n
'a-la-ha
za-atha
ma-ya
yeladateka
hibelah
samah
'imeka
hibelateka
samah
'owraretiyka
hatapwha
tahat
dowdah
'al
miterapeqet
hamidebar
min
'olah
zo't
miy
and brought you forth.
she travailed
there
your mother
conceived you,
there
I roused you
the apple tree;
under
beloved?
on her
leaning
the wilderness,
from
coming up
is this
Who
8-5. Who 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.

sol 8:6

שַׁלְהֶ֥בֶתְיָֽהאֵ֖שׁרִשְׁפֵּ֕ירְשָׁפֶ֕יהָקִנְאָ֑השְׁאֹ֖ולכִקָשָׁ֥האַהֲבָ֔המָּ֨וֶת֙כַכִּֽיעַזָּ֤הזְרֹועֶ֔ךָעַלחֹותָם֙כַּֽלִבֶּ֗ךָעַלחֹותָ֜םכַֽשִׂימֵ֨נִי
sha-la-ha-ba-tha-ya-ha
aa-sha
ra-sha-pa-ya
ra-sha-pa-yha
qa-na-aa-ha
sha-aa-wl
ka
qa-sha-ha
aa-haba-ha
ma-wa-tha
ka
ka-y'a-za-ha
za-ra-w'a-ka
'a-l
cha-wtha-m
ka
la-ba-ka
'a-l
cha-wtha-m
ka
sha-yma-na-ya
salehebeteyah
'es
risepey
resapeyha
qine'ah
se'owl
ki
qasah
'ahabah
mawet
ka
kiy'azah
zerow'eka
'al
howtam
ka
libeka
'al
howtam
ka
siymeniy
the fiercest blaze of all.
are fiery
flames,
Its sparks
jealousy
as Sheol.
as unrelenting
love
as death,
For is as strong
your arm.
upon
as a seal
your heart,
over
me as a seal
Set
8-6. Set 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.

sol 8:7

יָב֥וּזוּבֹּ֖וזבָּאַהֲבָ֔הבֵּיתֹו֙הֹ֤וןכָּלאֶתאִ֜ישׁאִםיִתֵּ֨ןיִשְׁטְפ֑וּהָלֹ֣אוּנְהָרֹ֖ותהָֽאַהֲבָ֔האֶתלְכַבֹּ֣ותיֽוּכְלוּ֙לֹ֤ארַבִּ֗יםמַ֣יִם
ya-bwzwa
ba-wz
ba-aa-haba-ha
ba-ytha-wa
ha-wn
ka-l
aa-tha
aa-ysha
aa-mya-tha-n
ya-sha-ta-pwha
la-a
wna-ha-ra-wtha
ha-aa-haba-ha
aa-tha
la-ka-ba-wtha
ywka-lwa
la-a
ra-ba-ym
ma-ya-m
yabwzw
bowz
ba'ahabah
beytow
hown
kal
'et
'iys
'imyiten
yisetepwha
lo'
wneharowt
ha'ahabah
'et
lekabowt
ywkelw
lo'
rabiym
mayim
it would be utterly scorned.
for love,
of his house
the riches
all
a man
If were to give
sweep it away.
cannot
rivers
love;
quench
cannot
Mighty
waters
8-7. Many 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.

sol 8:8

שֶׁיְּדֻבַּרבַּיֹּ֖וםלַאֲחֹתֵ֔נוּנַּעֲשֶׂה֙לָ֑הּמַֽהאֵ֣יןוְשָׁדַ֖יִםלָ֨נוּ֙קְטַנָּ֔הלֹֽואָחֹ֥ות
sha-ya-duba-r
ba-ya-wm
la-aacha-tha-nwa
na-'asha-ha
la-hma-ha
aa-yn
wa-sha-da-ya-m
la-nwqa-ta-na-ha
la-waa-cha-wtha
seyedubar
bayowm
la'ahotenw
na'aseh
lahmah
'eyn
wesadayim
lanwqetanah
low'ahowt
she is spoken for? she is spoken for?
on the day
for our sister
shall we do
What
are not yet grown.
and her breasts
We have a little
sister,
8-8. We 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?

sol 8:9

אָֽרֶזל֥וּחַעָלֶ֖יהָנָצ֥וּרהִ֔יאוְאִםדֶּ֣לֶתכָּ֑סֶףטִ֣ירַתעָלֶ֖יהָנִבְנֶ֥ההִ֔יאבָּֽהּאִםחֹומָ֣ה
aa-ra-z
lwcha
'a-la-yha
na-swr
ha-ya
wa-aa-mda-la-tha
ka-sa-ph
ta-yra-tha
'a-la-yha
na-ba-na-ha
ha-ya
ba-haa-mcha-wma-ha
'arez
lwha
'aleyha
naswr
hiy'
we'imdelet
kasep
tiyrat
'aleyha
nibeneh
hiy'
bah'imhowmah
of cedar.
with panels
her
we will enclose
she
If is a door,
of silver
a tower
to protect her.
we will build
she
If is a wall,
8-9. If 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.

sol 8:10

שָׁלֹֽוםמֹוצְאֵ֥תכְּבְעֵינָ֖יוהָיִ֥יתִיאָ֛זמִּגְדָּלֹ֑ותכַּוְשָׁדַ֖יחֹומָ֔האֲנִ֣י
sha-la-wm
ma-wsa-aa-tha
ka
ba-'a-yna-ywa
ha-ya-ytha-ya
aa-z
ma-ga-da-la-wtha
ka
wa-sha-da-ya
cha-wma-ha
aana-ya
salowm
mowse'et
ke
be'eynayw
hayiytiy
'az
migedalowt
ka
wesaday
howmah
'aniy
peace.
like one who brings
in his eyes
I have become
So
are like towers.
and my breasts
am a wall
I
8-10. I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

sol 8:11

כָּֽסֶףאֶ֥לֶףבְּפִרְיֹ֖ויָבִ֥אאִ֛ישׁלַנֹּטְרִ֑יםהַכֶּ֖רֶםאֶתנָתַ֥ןבְּבַ֣עַל הָמֹ֔וןלִשְׁלֹמֹה֙הָיָ֤הכֶּ֣רֶם
ka-sa-ph
aa-la-ph
ba-pa-ra-ya-wa
ya-ba-a
aa-ysha
la-na-ta-ra-ym
ha-ka-ra-m
aa-tha
na-tha-n
ba-ba-'a-l ha-ma-wn
la-sha-la-ma-ha
ha-ya-ha
ka-ra-m
kasep
'elep
bepireyow
yabi'
'iys
lanoteriym
hakerem
'et
natan
beba'al hamown
liselomoh
hayah
kerem
of silver.
a thousand [shekels]
For its fruit,
was to bring
each
to the tenants.
[it]
He leased
in Baal-hamon.
Solomon
had
a vineyard
8-11. Solomon 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.

sol 8:12

פִּרְיֹֽואֶתלְנֹטְרִ֥יםוּמָאתַ֖יִםלְךָ֙שְׁלֹמֹ֔ההָאֶ֤לֶףשֶׁלִּ֖ילְפָנָ֑יכַּרְמִ֥י
pa-ra-ya-wa
aa-tha
la-na-ta-ra-ym
wma-atha-ya-m
la-ka-sha-la-ma-ha
ha-aa-la-ph
sha-la-yla-pa-na-ya
ka-ra-ma-ya
pireyow
'et
lenoteriym
wma'tayim
lekaselomoh
ha'elep
seliylepanay
karemiy
its fruit.
are for those who tend
and two hundred
are for you, O Solomon,
the thousand [shekels]
is mine to give;
[But] my own vineyard
8-12. My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

sol 8:13

הַשְׁמִיעִֽינִילְקֹולֵ֖ךְמַקְשִׁיבִ֥יםחֲבֵרִ֛יםבַּגַּנִּ֗יםהַיֹּושֶׁ֣בֶת
ha-sha-ma-y'a-yna-ya
la-qa-wla-ka
ma-qa-sha-yba-ym
chaba-ra-ym
ba-ga-na-ym
ha-ya-wsha-ba-tha
hasemiy'iyniy
leqowleke
maqesiybiym
haberiym
baganiym
hayowsebet
Let me hear it!
for your voice.
are listening
[my] companions
in the gardens,
You who dwell
8-13. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.

sol 8:14

בְשָׂמִֽיםהָרֵ֥יעַ֖להָֽאַיָּלִ֔יםאֹ֚ולְעֹ֣פֶרלְךָ֤לִצְבִי֙וּֽדְמֵהדֹּודִ֗יבְּרַ֣ח
ba-sha-ma-ym
ha-ra-ya
'a-l
ha-aa-ya-la-ym
aa-wla-'a-pa-r
la-ka-la-sa-ba-ya
wda-ma-ha
da-wda-ya
ba-ra-cha
besamiym
harey
'al
ha'ayaliym
'owle'oper
lekalisebiy
wdemeh
dowdiy
berah
of spices.
the mountains
on
or or a young stag
a gazelle
and be like
my beloved,
Come away,
8-14. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.