TEV
13. నా ప్రియుడు నా రొమ్ముననుండు గోపరసమంత సువాసనగలవాడు

ERVTE
13. రాత్రంతా నా స్తనాల మధ్య పడివున్న నా మెడలోవున్న చిన్న గోపరసం [§చిన్న గోపరసం కొన్ని మొక్కల జిగురు నుండి చేయబడిన ఒక పరిమళ ద్రవ్యం.] సంచిలాంటి వాడు నా ప్రియుడు.

IRVTE
13. నా ప్రియుడు నా స్తనాల మధ్య రాత్రంతా ఉండే బోళం సంచిలా ఉన్నాడు.



KJV
13. A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

AMP
13. My beloved [shepherd] is to me like a [scent] bag of myrrh that lies in my bosom.

KJVP
13. A bundle H6872 of myrrh H4753 [ is ] my well H1730 - beloved unto me ; he shall lie all night H3885 between H996 PREP my breasts H7699 .

YLT
13. A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.

ASV
13. My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

WEB
13. My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, That lies between my breasts.

NASB
13. My lover is for me a sachet of myrrh to rest in my bosom.

ESV
13. My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh that lies between my breasts.

RV
13. My beloved is unto me {cf15i as} a bundle of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.

RSV
13. My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

NKJV
13. A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts.

MKJV
13. A bundle of myrrh is my Beloved to me. He shall lie all night between my breasts.

AKJV
13. A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved to me; he shall lie all night between my breasts.

NRSV
13. My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh that lies between my breasts.

NIV
13. My lover is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.

NIRV
13. The one who loves me is like a small bag of myrrh resting between my breasts.

NLT
13. My lover is like a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts.

MSG
13. His head resting between my breasts--the head of my lover was a sachet of sweet myrrh.

GNB
13. My lover has the scent of myrrh as he lies upon my breasts.

NET
13. My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts.

ERVEN
13. My lover is like the small bag of myrrh {around my neck}, lying all night between my breasts.