1 H ow beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.

How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

2 Y our navel is a rounded goblet; It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.

Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3 Y our two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

4 Y our neck is like an ivory tower, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus.

Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

5 Y our head crowns you like Mount Carmel, And the hair of your head is like purple; A king is held captive by your tresses.

Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

6 H ow fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7 T his stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters.

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

8 I said, “I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches.” Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The fragrance of your breath like apples,

I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

9 A nd the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The Shulamite The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of sleepers.

And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

10 I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me.

I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

11 C ome, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

12 L et us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has budded, Whether the grape blossoms are open, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.

Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

13 T he mandrakes give off a fragrance, And at our gates are pleasant fruits, All manner, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.

The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.