歌8:1 但愿你像我的兄弟，像吃我母亲奶的兄弟。这样，我在外面遇见你，就可以吻你，不会被人藐视。
歌8:1 Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on.
歌8:2 我要引领你，领你到我母亲家里去；从小她就教导我。我要给你喝香酒。
歌8:2 I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate.
歌8:3 他的左手托住我的头，他的右手拥抱着我。
歌8:3 His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.
歌8:4 耶路撒冷的众女子啊！我恳求你们，不要惊动他，不要挑起他的爱情，等它自发吧。
歌8:4 I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.
歌8:5 那从旷野上来，靠在她爱人身旁的是谁呢？我在苹果树下唤醒了你；在那里你的母亲怀了你；在那里生育你的为你受生产的痛苦。
歌8:5 Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.
歌8:6 求你把我放在你心上如印记，把我带在你臂上如戳印；因为爱情像死亡一般的坚强；嫉妒如阴间一般的坚稳；它的烈焰是火的烈焰，是非常猛烈的火焰。
歌8:6 Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames.
歌8:7 爱情，众水不能熄灭，洪流不能淹没；如果有人拿自己家里所有的财产去换取爱情，就必被藐视。
歌8:7 Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough.
歌8:8 我们有一个小妹妹，她的两乳还未发育完全；有人来提亲的时候，我们当为她怎样办理呢？
歌8:8 We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man?
歌8:9 她若是墙，我们就要在她上面建造银塔；她若是门，我们就要用香柏木板围护她。
歌8:9 If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood.
歌8:10 我是墙，我的两乳像其上的塔；我在他的眼中像寻得安乐的人。
歌8:10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come.
歌8:11 所罗门在巴力．哈们有个葡萄园；他把这葡萄园租给看守的人，各人要为葡萄园所得的果子付一万一千四百克银子。
歌8:11 Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit.
歌8:12 我自己的葡萄园却在我面前，所罗门哪，一万一千四百克归给你，二千二百八十克归给那些看守果子的人。
歌8:12 My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred.
歌8:13 你这住在园中的啊！我的同伴都在细听你的声音；愿你使我也听见。
歌8:13 You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it.
歌8:14 我的良人哪！愿你快来，像羚羊或小鹿，在香草山上！
歌8:14 Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.