The oldest love poem known in the world
A Sumerian letter
اقدم رسالة حب عرفها التاريخ رسالة سومرية
جميل ورائع جدا
وازيدكم من الشعر بيتين
يا الجمالك سومري .. ونظرات عينك بابلية
يا اللي شوفك عيد إلي .. وأعلق شموعك بإيديا
في هذا الموضوع الشيق والذي كتب عنه كثيرا في
المواقع الاجنبية وادلته موجودة طبعا بمتاحفهم
وكتب السومريون اول رسالة حب سجلها التاريخ ونقشت على الحجر وخاطبت Inanna حبيبها وزوجها الحلو الجميل بكلمات عجز الراحل نزار قباني المعروف بجرأته كرجل في مخاطبة النساء على التعبير
والوصف والرسالة محفوظة
في متحف اسطنبول وقمت بطبع الترجمة في الصورة الكبيرة المرفقة مع رسالة ترجمة
رسالة عشتار
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A Sumerian letter.
Scholars say, this was a ritual taking place in Mesopotamian festivals for fertility and power which also included the initiation of a sacred Marriage. The
new year for the Sumerians is around the spring equinox, and every new year the Sumerian king “married” the Sumerian goddess of love and war, namely Inanna.
Inanna is the Babylonian version of Ishtar. Inanna’s powers included renewing the land’s fertility.
Every summer at the special festival Inanna’s high priestess of Inanna representing Inanna married the King : The King would provide offerings ; and the
priestess would accept the king into her bed, preceded by an invitational love poem : In the one below Sumerian king is Shu-Sin, and we are introduced to
Enlil, the high priestess. This is the oldest love poem known in the world :
Bridegroom, dear to my heart,
Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet,
Lion, dear to my heart,
Goodly is your beauty, honeysweet.
You have captivated me,
Let me stand tremblingly before you.
Bridegroom, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber,
You have captivated me,
Let me stand tremblingly before you.
Lion, I would be taken by you to the bedchamber.
Bridegroom, let me caress you,
My precious caress is more savory than honey,
In the bedchamber, honey-filled,
Let me enjoy your goodly beauty,
Lion, let me caress you,
My precious caress is more savory than honey.
Bridegroom, you have taken your pleasure of me,
Tell my mother, she will give you delicacies,
My father, he will give you gifts.
Your spirit, I know where to cheer your spirit,
Bridegroom, sleep in our house until dawn,
Your heart, I know where to gladden your heart,
Lion, sleep in our house until dawn.
You, because you love me,
Give me pray of your caresses,
My lord god, my lord protector,
My Shu-Sin, who gladdens Enlil’s heart,
Give my pray of your caresses.
Your place goodly as honey, pray lay your hand on it,
Bring your hand over like a gishban-garment,
Cup your hand over it like a gishban-sikin-garment.
