Vangelis Asma Asmaton
[Well, I shouldn't dare translate the only work of the
bible that I like as a work of art, but just to give
you an idea of what parts of the book are included,
plus it is a "poetic" modern Greek translation so it
might not be exact]
-"How beautiful you are, my beloved, how beautiful you
are!"
"Your look is sweet and tender like a pigeon's."
"None of the beautiful women can compete with you:"
"You are like a lilly, and they are like thorns."
"Your red lips are like a red thread."
"Your pink cheeks behind your veil look like a
pomegranate that was cut in two."
"Your two breasts look like twin gazelles that went out
to graze among the lilly flowers."
(Sigh)
"Kiss me, kiss me with all the kisses you have in your
mouth make me drunk with the sweetest wine of your
embrace and your name is perfume, myrrh spilled on the
floor."
"You are the fragrance of all the perfumes together
Yes, when you touch me I get more drunk than when I
drink My man, you only deserve to be loved."
Beautiful, flawless you are my beloved
(Double sigh)
"You have stolen my heart, my beloved, my sister with a
single glance from you, with a single pearl on your
neck."
"Your two sweet lips drip honey; honey and milk slowly
flow under your tongue."
"You are a closed garden, fool of flowers, my beloved."
"A spring with flowing water, "
"A paradise of coolness, a paradise of fragrances your
every [unintelligible] Cinammon, sweet-reed, nard and
saffron, and sweet-smelling roots, and insence, and
myrrh, and aloe, and every perfume you can name, smells
on you."
(Sigh)
"Rise, North Wind; Come, South Wind, blow on my
branches, to scatter my fragrances everywhere"
"Rise, North Wind; Come, South Wind, blow on my
branches, to scatter my perfumes everywhere (twice) And
let my man come down, to the garden that belongs to
him, to taste whatever fruit he wants from its
branches, to taste whatever fruit he wants from *MY*
branches"
[Faraway voice]
"Beautiful, sweet like a pigeon's, none of the
beautiful women"
.... [voice disappearing]
