Sng Song of Solomon, chapter Song of Solomon, chapter 7
Song of Solomon 7:5 in different translations
English
KJV (66 books)
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
ASV
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
BSB
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
DRA
Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels.
FBV
Your head is as magnificent as Mount Carmel; your black hair has a purple sheen, as if a king was held captive in your locks!
GNV
Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.
LSV
Your head on you as Carmel, || And the locks of your head as purple, || The king is bound with the flowings!
NASB
“Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing hair of your head is like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses. NASB 2020
NIV (US)
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.
OJB [7:6]
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like royal tapestry; Melech is held captive in its tresses.
RV
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
T4T
Your head is majestic like [SIM] Carmel Mountain. Your long hair is shiny [SIM] and black; it is as though I, your king, am captured by your tresses.
WEB (US)
Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
Russian
РСП (66 кн.)
[7:6]
голова твоя на тебе, как Кармил, и волосы на голове твоей, как пурпур; царь увлечен твоими кудрями.
НРП
[7:6]
Голова твоя величественна, как гора Кармил, и твои вьющиеся волосы отливают пурпуром; царь пленен твоими кудрями.
Заокская (Кулаков) [7:6]
Голова твоя словно гора Кармил, и пряди волос твоих словно пурпур — царь локонами твоими пленен.