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Четвертая встреча

Она.

Я спала, но сердце мое бодрствовало.

Послушайте! Возлюбленный мой стучится:

«Открой мне, сестра моя, милая моя,

голубка моя, чистая моя.

Голова моя промокла от росы,

волосы мои — от ночной влаги».Песн 2:10

Píseň písní 5:2 v různých překladech

Ruština

РСП (66 кн.) — Я сплю, а сердце мое бодрствует; вот, голос моего возлюбленного, который стучится: «отвори мне, сестра моя, возлюбленная моя, голубица моя, чистая моя! потому что голова моя вся покрыта росою, кудри мои — ночною влагою».

Заокская (Кулаков) Сплю я, а сердце мое не спит, вдруг я слышу желанного моего — стучится он в дверь мою: «Отвори мне, сестра моя, любимая, светлая моя голубка, голова моя блестит от росы, кудри намокли от ночного тумана».

ВП — Я спала, но сердце моё бодрствовало. Послушайте! Возлюбленный мой стучится: «Открой мне, сестра моя, милая моя, голубка моя, чистая моя. Голова моя промокла от росы, волосы мои — от ночной влаги».

СП (БЛ) Я сплю, но не спит моё сердце, я слышу, как стучится возлюбленный. Он говорит мне: «Открой мне, любовь моя, голубка безупречная моя. Мои волосы мокры от росы и от ночного тумана».

Čeština

B21 Spím, ale mé srdce bdí. Slyšte – už klepe můj milý! Otevři, má drahá, lásko má, holubičko má, má dokonalá! Hlavu mám rosou pokrytou, kadeře plné nočních krůpějí!

BKR Spávámť, a však srdce mé bdí. Hlas milého mého, tlukoucího: Otevři mi, sestro má, přítelkyně má, holubičko má, upřímá má; nebo hlava má plná jest rosy, a kadeře mé krůpějí nočních.

Angličtina

KJV (66 books) I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

ASV I was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

BSB I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”

DRA I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.

FBV Though I was asleep, my mind was racing. I heard my love knocking, and calling out, “Please open the door, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect love. My head is soaked with dew, my hair is wet from the night mist.”

GNV I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.

JPS I sleep, but my heart waketh; Hark! my beloved knocketh: 'Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.'

LSV I am sleeping, but my heart wakes: The sound of my beloved knocking! “Open to me, my sister, my friend, || My dove, my perfect one, || For my head is filled [with] dew, || My locks [with] drops of the night.”

NASB ¶“I was asleep but my heart was awake. A voice! My beloved was knocking: ‘Open to me, my sister, my darling, My dove, my perfect one! For my head is drenched with dew, My locks with the dew drops of the night.’ NASB 2020

NIV (US) I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”

NMV I sleep, but my heart wakes: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocks, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.

OJB I sleep, but my lev waketh: it is the voice of dodi (my beloved) that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my yonah (dove) tammati (my undefiled, my perfect one); for my head is filled with tal (dew), and my hair with the drops of the lailah.

T4T I was partially asleep, but my mind was still awake. Then I heard the one who loves me knocking at the door. He said, “My darling, you who are dearer to me than my sister, my dear friend, my perfect one, my dove [MET], open the door for me! My hair is wet from the dew, from the mist that has fallen during the night.”

WEB (US) I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.”