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 your feet in their shoes, O daughter! Your legs are like stones of much worth, the work of an able 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.

Your navel is like a beautiful glass full of wine. Your stomach is like gathered grain with lilies around it.

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

Your two breasts are like two young deer, the two young ones of a gazelle.

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.

Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks 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.

Your head crowns you like Carmel. Your flowing hair is like strings of purple. The king is held by the beauty of your hair.

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

How beautiful and how pleasing you are, my love! How happy you make me!

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

You stand like a palm tree. And your breasts are like its fruit.

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 to the top of the palm tree. I will take hold of its branches.’ O, may your breasts be like the fruit of the vine, and the sweet smell of your breath like pleasing fruit.

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 may your mouth be like the best wine.” The Woman “For my love, it is smooth going down, flowing through the lips while sleeping.

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

“I am my love’s, and he wants me.

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

Come, my love, let us go to the country. Let us spend the night 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 and go to the grape-fields. Let us see if the buds are on the vines, and if its flowers have opened. Let us see if the pomegranates have flowers. There I will give you my love.

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 have given out their sweet smell. And over our doors are all the best fruits, both new and old, which I have saved for you, my love.