Act 1
I am king here.
Given by God, I have great glory, wisdom, wealth and power...
I don’t know who can surpass me in this generation. My father has pacified the four realms with his bravery. Look, the foreigners in the west have been wiped out. The enemies in the east have long surrendered to our province. The northern countries have to pay tribute to us. As for the barbarians in the south, alas, no It's worth mentioning... Only Egypt in the distance can be considered an opponent, but due to the force of our dynasty, they have already chosen to intermarry with me. The Pharaoh's daughter is one of my wives.
I, inherited my father's career. I built a temple for the supreme god for the world to worship. This is a miracle of our generation. Countries far away sent envoys to praise my achievements.
They say that my wisdom is unmatched in the world. Ha, I think this is true, I see things in the world, nothing escapes my eyes, God allows all truths to converge in my heart.
Of course, I also have great wealth. Gold, silver, and cedar wood from Lebanon are all in my warehouse, and I can’t even count them.
So it is not surprising that women all over the earth are fascinated by me. They want my love more than wine. They follow me, hoping that I can lead them into the king's chamber. Remember the queen who came from the ends of the earth in the south? Her beauty is enough to make all men obsessed with her, and I am no exception... Some people say that I used tricks to deceive the queen's body. In fact, this is not the case, I just used my wisdom... Yes, it is natural for them to love me of.
Not only that, even the songs I sing are songs of songs.
"My beloved, I compare you to the horses in Pharaoh's chariot. Your cheeks are beautiful with braids, and your neck is gorgeous with beads. We will braid you with gold. , studded with silver nails"...
However, do you know the story in this song?
The vineyard outside the city is my private property. That was my property when I was a prince. The brothers were constantly fighting for the throne. The eldest brother usurped the throne a few years ago, which made the father become indifferent... At that time, my mother and I just wanted to save our lives, so we often went to the vineyard to stay. There were so many boring days that I would dress up as a shepherd and herd sheep in the surrounding mountains.
In this way, I met her. At that time, she was arguing with her female companions. She said that her dark skin was tanned by the sun because she was guarding the vineyard for her brothers...
I have seen many beautiful women in the palace. The banquet was full of noble daughters, who were noble and beautiful. But this dark-skinned woman is unforgettable to me.
We often meet each other, and she asks me: "Where do you shepherd sheep, and where do you let the sheep rest at noon...", and I often say,
"You... If you don’t know, you most beautiful among women, just follow the footsteps of the sheep and leave your goats by the shepherd’s tent.”
When I returned to the palace to attend my father’s wedding. During banquets, I often think of her and the song I composed for her:
“I treat my beloved as a bag of myrrh, always in my arms.
My beloved is an impatiens tree in the vineyard of Engedi.
My beloved, you are beautiful, you are beautiful, your eyes are like the eyes of doves.
My beloved, you are so beautiful and lovely that we make grass our bed, cedars the beams of our house, and pine our rafters.”
Act 2< /p>
She often sang to me at that time,
"I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley."
But in my opinion , she is like a lily among thorns among women. And I am her apple tree. She can happily sit under my shade and taste my fruits, which are sweet to her.
…
That winter, my father was ill. He was very ill, and he still didn’t feel warm even though he was covered with a thick quilt. The ministers discussed a way to find a virgin to sleep with their father, so that his father would not feel cold. However, they searched for a long time, but could not find a suitable candidate, or they could not decide who was the suitable candidate.
The princes are trying their best to recommend beauties collected from all over the world. Everyone knows that these represent the future throne.
That winter, my mother uncharacteristically stayed away from the palace, and she did not allow me to leave the palace. She served her father's diet and medicine every day, and frequently met with the high priest and important ministers. Finally one night, my mother called me over and had a long talk with me...
We had no choice. If I could not inherit the throne, I would be executed one by one like my brothers. The feeling of executing people is actually not pleasant...
When the winter was coming to an end, I returned to the vineyard.
I looked at her through the window and across the window lattice. She was humming,
"He brought me into the banquet house, and set his love as his banner over me."
Please give me raisins to strengthen me, give me apples to refresh me My heart is sick because of my love."
I told the maids to be silent. I walked over, held her head with my left hand, hugged her with my right hand, and said to her:
"My beloved, my beloved. Beauty, rise up and come with me.
For the rain has ceased and the flowers have bloomed on the earth. The sound of the turtle dove has come. It is heard in our lands.
The fig trees are ripening and the vines are blooming. My love, my beauty, arise and come with me.
O dove, you are in the cleft of the rock, in the secret place of the crag. Let me see your face and hear your voice.
< p> Capture for us the foxes, the little foxes that destroy the vineyards, for our grapes are blooming.”…I took her into the city and told her that I would come as soon as I could, and she appeared. Somewhat frightened, I begged and said to me:
"My beloved, please wait until the cool breeze rises from the sky and the shadow of the sun flies away. Then you must turn back, like an antelope or like a young deer. Butt Mountain."
Act Three
She didn't know I was a prince, and I couldn't let her know. I was confused as to how I should face her again. Fortunately, she was not allowed to step outside the inner palace.
She was favored by her father, but I heard from the guards in the inner palace that she often got up at night and wandered around the palace, as if she was looking for someone, and occasionally she would find someone by mistake. A certain guard took him as the person she was looking for and forced him into her room. The poor guy would eventually be executed on the charge of "disrespectful", so that the guards were so frightened that they would run away in a hurry when they saw her at night, leaving only her murmuring humming.
"I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelle, or by the hind of the field, do not disturb, do not wake my beloved, until he chooses."...
This makes my How can the heart bear it?
"My beloved, you are very beautiful, you are very beautiful. Your eyes are like the eyes of doves within the veil. Your hair is like the goats that lie down by Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of newly sheared ewes, all of them have twins after washing, and none of them has lost their offspring.
Your lips are like a scarlet line, and your mouth is also beautiful. . Your two suns are like pomegranates in the veil.
Your neck is like a tower built by David to store his weapons, with a thousand shields hanging on them.
Your breasts are like a pair of fawns grazing among the lilies, the twins of a doe.
I will go to the Myrrh Mountains and the Frankincense Hills until the cool breeze comes. Come back when the shadow of the sun flies away.
My beloved, you are completely beautiful and without any blemish.
My bride, please leave Lebanon with me. Leave with me. Lebanon. Look down from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the den of lions, from the mountain of leopards.
My sister, my bride, you have taken away from me. Heart. With your eyes, you stole my heart with a golden chain around your neck.
My sister, my bride, your love is more beautiful than wine. The fragrance of your anointing is better than all fragrances.
The fragrance of your lips is like honey from the honeycomb. The fragrance of your clothes is like the fragrance of Lebanon. .
My sister, my bride, is a closed garden, a closed well, a closed fountain.
What you planted in your garden produced pomegranates, which had beautiful fruit, as well as impatiens and nard trees.
There are nard and crocus, calamus and laurel, and all kinds of frankincense, myrrh, aloes, and all the best fruits. "...
Listen, she sang to me:
"You are a spring in the garden, a well of living water, a stream that flows down from Lebanon.
O north wind, arise. The south wind is blowing. Blow into my garden, causing its fragrance to come out. Let my beloved enter into his garden and eat its good fruits. ”
…
Act 4
My father passed away. That night, when I learned the news, a thought suddenly came to me, And quickly took control of my brain, I completely lost my mind, and there was only one thought in my mind.
I entered the inner palace and went straight to her bedroom. I knew that after my father closed his eyes, she would definitely die. I was kept in solitary confinement. I wanted to fulfill my promise and pick her up when "the sky was cool and the sun's shadows were flying away." I even put on a shepherd's clothes.
He came to her house, knocked on the door gently, and said, "My sister, my beloved, my dove, my perfect man, please open the door for me, because my head is full of dew and my hair is covered with dew." Night dew dripping wet. "
There was a long silence inside the door, and then her voice came, "I took off my clothes, how can I put them on again. I have washed my feet, how can they be defiled again? "
That was her voice! I couldn't help but reach in through the door hole to open the latch. I could even feel the myrrh on her fingertips about to drip onto my hand... But At this moment, a warrior came up from behind and pushed me away. My mother ordered the warrior to take me to the main hall quickly. The high priest had already led the ministers to wait for me to ascend the throne.
I heard shouts from behind me, and I saw the guards punching and kicking her. Her shawl was pulled up and thrown away, and her singing was faintly heard in the wind:
"O daughters of Jerusalem, I I charge you. If I meet my beloved, I must tell him that I am sick with love. "...
"My beloved, white and red, is above all others.
His head is like the finest gold. His hair was thick and hanging, black as a raven.
His eyes are like the eyes of doves by the stream, washed with milk and made fit.
His cheeks are like a border of fragrant flowers and a platform of fragrant herbs. His lips are like lilies, dripping with myrrh.
His hands are like golden tubes inlaid with beryl. His body was like carved ivory, surrounded by sapphires.
His legs were like pillars of white jade, set on bases of pure gold. His shape is like Lebanon, and his beauty is like the cedar tree.
His mouth is extremely sweet. He's totally adorable. O daughters of Jerusalem, this is my beloved, this is my friend. "...
Act Five
Mother, oh, no, she should be called Queen Mother now. The hard work over the past few months has paid off. Her father left her a The edict of passing the throne was issued, and then the high priest helped us get rid of the generalissimo, and then broke up the rebellion of the third brother. After my brothers were executed, my mother told me that this country was completely mine.
What was I thinking about at that time? I was thinking about her and wanted to marry her. My mother said to me, go ahead, this will make your throne more glorious...
So I made myself a beautiful sedan chair of Lebanese wood. Its pillars were made of silver, and its seats were made of purple. The cushions were made of the love of the daughters of Jerusalem.
I want to fulfill my promise again and pick her up when "the sky is cool and the shadows are flying away". This time I am no longer a shepherd, I am a king, and I want her to be. Queen.
I came up from the wilderness and anointed myself with myrrh and frankincense and all kinds of perfumes. I was surrounded by sixty warriors, the mightiest of the land.
All the daughters of Zion ran out to watch, and the queen crowned me with her own hands
“My sister, my bride, I went into my garden and gathered my myrrh and my spices. , ate my honeycomb and honey. Drink my wine and milk. Eat, my friends, drink, my beloved, and drink much.
"...
There were sixty queens, eighty concubines, and countless virgins who came from all over the world to attend this grand wedding, but I only had her in my eyes: She was dressed up, standing in front of the window. , Focusing on the front, there seems to be infinite expectation.
"Who is it that looks out, as if discovered by the morning light, as beautiful as the moon, as bright as the sun, and as mighty as an army with banners spread out? "I couldn't help but sing.
"Please turn your eyes away from me, for your eyes frighten me. Your hair is like a flock of goats that lie down by Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, washed up. All of them have twins, and none of them has lost his son.
Your two suns are like a pomegranate in the veil. "...
I stretched out my hand to her. She walked towards me slowly.
Approaching, approaching... but she passed by her again, her eyes always staring ahead. , until behind me
I heard her singing softly:
"My beloved went down to his garden, to the fragrant flowers, and pastured the sheep in the garden. Pick lilies.
I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me. He feeds his flock among the lilies.
My beloved, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem, and as mighty as an army with its banners. "...
"Listen, it is the voice of my beloved. Behold, he comes leaping over the mountains and ridges.
My beloved is like an antelope, or like a young deer. He stood behind our wall, looking in through the windows and peering through the lattice.
My beloved said to me, Arise, my love, my beauty, and come with me.
Because winter is over. The rain stopped and passed.
Flowers bloom on the ground. The time for the birds to sing has come, and the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our lands.
The fig trees are ripening, and the vines are blooming and fragrant. Arise, my love, my beauty, and come with me. "...
I stood still, unable to move. The calls of sixty queens and eighty concubines came to my ears, "Come back, come back, Shulammite. You come back, you come back so that we have to watch you. "...
"Why do you look at the Shulammites as they look at Mahanaim dancing? "
Act Six
"I went down into the walnut orchard to see the green plants in the valley, to see whether the grapes had sprouted and whether the pomegranates had bloomed.
Unknowingly, my heart placed me in my elder’s car. ”
“My princess, how beautiful your feet are in your shoes.” Your thighs are as round as jade, made by the hands of a skilled craftsman.
Your belly button is like a round cup, with no shortage of mixed wine. Your loins are like a heap of wheat surrounded by lilies.
Your breasts are like a pair of fawns, the twins of a doe.
Your neck is like an ivory stand. Your eyes are like the pool at the gate of Heshbon, Batra and the Gate. Your nose seems to be pointing toward the Tower of Lebanon in Damascus.
Your head is like Mount Carmel in your body. The hair on your head is purple-black. The king's heart was tied by the hanging locks.
My love, you are so wonderful. How pleasing it is to make people happy and joyful.
Your stature is like a palm tree. Your breasts are like the fruits on them, they are heavy and drooping.
I said, I will go up to this palm tree and grab the branches. May your breasts droop like grapes and your nose smell like apples.
Your mouth is like the best wine,"...
My singing finally made her stop. This was a song we composed together. She stopped , but did not turn around, just continued singing the song,
"It is easy for my beloved to swallow, and flow into the mouth of the sleeping person.
I belong to my beloved, and he loves me.
Come, my beloved, you and I can go to the fields. You and I can stay in the village.
Let’s get up in the morning and go to the vineyard to see if the grapes have sprouted and bloomed, and if the pomegranates have put their stamens on. I am there to give you my love.
The mandrakes are fragrant, and within our doors are all kinds of fresh and delicious fruits. My beloved, I have reserved these for you. ”…
Act Seven
I placed her back in the vineyard, which I rented to others for the fruit of which I received a thousand shekels a year. Le silver.
Now I pay the keeper of the fruit two hundred shekels a year.
I remembered the past of the "shepherd":
One day you said to me,
"I wish you were like my brother, like eating my mother My brother, I will kiss you when I meet you outside, and no one will despise me.
I will lead you and bring you into my mother’s house, so that you may receive instruction. Drink wine made from the juice of pomegranates."
On that day your brothers woke you up from under the apple tree and rebuked you, saying, "Who is he who came up from the wilderness with the help of his beloved?" "There your mother worked hard for you, and the one who gave birth to you worked hard for you."
The next day, the shepherd "went to your house to propose marriage, and your brothers said to him, "She. If it is a wall, we will build a tower of silver on it; if it is a door, we will surround it with cedar boards.”
…
“Please keep me in your heart. It is like a seal, it is like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, and the lightning of jealousy is like the lightning of hell.
The waters of love. It cannot be extinguished, nor can the floods submerge it. If anyone exchanges all the treasures in his house for love, he will be despised. , He always listens to you singing,
"His left hand will be under my head, and his right hand will embrace me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, Don't disturb me, don't wake up my beloved, until he wants to."...
"I am the wall, and my breasts are like the tower above it. "
But when I came to the vineyard, I could only hear,
"My beloved, please come quickly like an antelope or a deer in the grass. Mountain."...