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Cantares 7

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1 ¡CUAN hermosos son tus pies en los calzados, oh hija de príncipe! Los contornos de tus muslos son como joyas, Obra de mano de excelente maestro.
1 The Beloved How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
2 Tu ombligo, como una taza redonda, Que no le falta bebida. Tu vientre, como montón de trigo, Cercado de lirios.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
3 Tus dos pechos, como dos cabritos Mellizos de gama.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.
4 Tu cuello, como torre de marfil; Tus ojos, como las pesqueras de Hesbón junto á la puerta de Bat-rabbim; Tu nariz, como la torre del Líbano, Que mira hacia Damasco.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus.
5 Tu cabeza encima de ti, como el Carmelo; Y el cabello de tu cabeza, como la púrpura del rey Ligada en los corredores.
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, And the hair of your head is like purple; A king is held captive by your tresses.
6 ¡Qué hermosa eres, y cuán suave, Oh amor deleitoso!
6 How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
7 Y tu estatura es semejante á la palma, Y tus pechos á los racimos!
7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters.
8 Yo dije: Subiré á la palma, Asiré sus ramos: Y tus pechos serán ahora como racimos de vid, Y el olor de tu boca como de manzanas;
8 I said, "I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches." Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 Y tu paladar como el buen vino, Que se entra á mi amado suavemente, Y hace hablar los labios de los viejos.
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The Shulamite The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of sleepers.
10 Yo soy de mi amado, Y conmigo tiene su contentamiento.
10 I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
11 Ven, oh amado mío, salgamos al campo, Moremos en las aldeas.
11 Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
12 Levantémonos de mañana á las viñas; Veamos si brotan las vides, si se abre el cierne, Si han florecido los granados; Allí te daré mis amores.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has budded, Whether the grape blossoms are open, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.
13 Las mandrágoras han dado olor, Y á nuestras puertas hay toda suerte de dulces frutas, nuevas y añejas. Que para ti, oh amado mío, he guardado.
13 The mandrakes give off a fragrance, And at our gates are pleasant fruits, All manner, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.
The Reina-Valera Antigua (1602) is in the public domain.
Scripture taken from the New King James Version. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved.