I am a secret garden.
Please, follow these lines.
Come, my precious one
Because my love is better than wine.
I was made from you
From a part of your side
And now I’m coming back to you
For your delight.
I came from a distant land
And met you when you’re meditating
Please, bring me to your mother’s tent
And you’ll appreciate.
For seven years you worked here
But they seemed to you but a few days.
As Jacob worked year by year
For Rachel’s love in many ways.
Now, please, lover of my soul
Urge me not to leave you
For where you go I’ll go
And anything but death can part me from you.
Please, forgive me
For didn’t do good for you
I don’t have any excuses
But I sincerely love you.
I want do you only good
As long as there is life within me.
There is no flaw in you
And a real blessing for you I want to be.
Tentei expressar meus sentimentos
Daquilo que escondi profundamente.
Não posso fugir dos pensamentos
Que mostram que agi tão duramente.
Perdoe, por favor, minhas palavras.
Quão insana me tornei sem razão.
Quem me dera eu sofresse calada
Para não mais quebrar teu coração.
Eu daria qualquer coisa em minha vida
De tudo o que há em minha alma
Prá curar cada dor, cada ferida
E trazer de volta tua calma.
Tentei buscar inspiração
Naquilo que mais pode inspirar
Mas eis que perco a concentração
Quando em ti começo a pensar.
Eu sou um jardim fechado
Onde ninguém jamais entrou
As chaves são para o meu amado
Aquele que primeiro me amou.
Vem colher os meus frutos
Frutos do amor que guardei.
Vem, meu amor, pois são muitos
E por ti tanto tempo esperei.
Because your love is better than wine!
You are lovely, and pleasand,
You, whom my soul loves.
Your name is like perfume poured out.
My lover, fairest among women.
Please, send forth your fragance over me, my beloved.
You are beautiful, you are delightful
You are more to me than ten sons!
I am your garden and you are mine!
Please, turn away your flashing eyes from me,
For they have overcome me!
You are the chief among ten thousand to my soul.
Come into your garden and eat
Its choicest fruits.
Your appearance is excellent,
Stately, and majestic as the cedars.
I am yours and your desire is toward me!
Please, come, the one altogether lovely.
I will give you my love.
If I could call you my brother
I would kiss you, and none would despise me.
Under your shadow I delight to sit
And your fruit is sweet to my taste.
I am sick with love, my fair one.
Arise, my beloved, and come away.
Let me see your face
Let me hear your voice
For your voice is sweet
And your face is lovely.
My heart was touched
When you kissed me.
And I’m yours.
Kiss me with
The kisses of your mouth!
I dreamed with you
The one whom my soul loves.
How fair you are, my love,
How very fair!
Your mouth is lovely.
Come away with me.
How much better is your love than wine!
Come, and drink abundantly of love,
My precious one.
Now I know You are mine,
I dreamed that I heard your voice.
I am sick from love, simply sick to be with you.
I will betroth you to me forever
Yes, I will betroth you to me
In righteousness and justice,
In steadfast love, and in mercy.
I will even betroth you to me
In stability and in faithfulness,
And you shall know the Lord.
I turn to you with unconcealed eagerness
To begin my life of
Sweet companionship with you.
Make haste, and come quickly,
And take me to our waiting home
Upon the mountains of spices!
(Lioness - poema de presente de aniversário para o 'marido', antes de nos casarmos)