HldCt HohesliedCantico dei Cantici, Kapitelcapitolo HoheliedLibro del Cantico dei Cantici, Kapitelcapitolo 5

Traduzioni Confronta

Ich schlief, aber mein Herz wachte. Horch! Mein Geliebter! Er klopft: Tue mir auf, meine Schwester, meine Freundin, meine Taube, meine Vollkommene! Denn mein Haupt ist voll Tau, meine Locken voll Tropfen der Nacht. - Hld 2:10

Cantico dei Cantici 5:2 in diverse traduzioni

Tedesco

Luther Ich schlafe, aber mein Herz wacht. Da ist die Stimme meines Freundes, der anklopft: Tue mir auf, liebe Freundin, meine Schwester, meine Taube, meine Fromme! denn mein Haupt ist voll Tau und meine Locken voll Nachttropfen.

ELO (modernisiert) Ich schlief, aber mein Herz wachte. Horch, mein Geliebter! Er klopft: Mach mir auf, meine Schwester, meine Freundin, meine Taube, meine Vollkommene! Denn mein Haupt ist voll Tau, meine Locken voll Tropfen der Nacht.

TKW Ich schlafe, aber mein Herz ist wach. Horch, da klopft mein Geliebter! Thu mir auf, meine Schwester, meine Freundin, meine Taube, meine Reine! Denn mein Haupt ist voll Tau's, meine Locken voll nächtlicher Tropfen.

NeÜ Ich schlief, aber mein Herz war wach. Horch, mein Geliebter klopft: "Öffne mir, meine Schwester, meine Freundin, meine Taube, meine Vollkommene! Mein Kopf ist voller Tau, meine Locken voll von den Tropfen der Nacht."

Italiano

Diodati IO dormiva, ma il mio cuore vegliava; Ed io udii la voce del mio amico, il quale, picchiando, diceva: Aprimi, sorella mia, amica mia, Colomba mia, compiuta mia; Perciocchè il mio capo è pieno di rugiada, E le mie chiome delle stille della notte.

Inglese

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.”