1 “ How beautiful you are, my love! How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your face-covering. Your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mount Gilead.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.

2 Y our teeth are like a flock of sheep that have just had their wool cut and have come up from their washing. All have given birth to two lambs, and not one among them has lost her young.

Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, which have come up from the washing, where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them.

3 Y our lips are like a bright red string. Your mouth is beautiful. The sides of your face are like a piece of a pomegranate under your covering.

Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

4 Y our neck is like the tower of David, built with beauty. On it hang a thousand battle-coverings, the coverings of men of war.

Your neck is like David’s tower built for an armory, whereon a thousand shields hang, all the shields of the mighty men.

5 Y our two breasts are like two young deer, the two young ones of a gazelle, that eat among the lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.

6 U ntil the morning comes and the shadows hurry away, I will go to the mountain of perfume plants, to the hill of special perfume.

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.

7 “ You are all beautiful, my love. You are perfect.

You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.

8 C ome with me from Lebanon, my bride. May you come with me from Lebanon. Travel down from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the homes of lions, from the mountain homes of leopards.

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

9 Y ou have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride. You have made my heart beat faster with one look from your eyes, with one piece of the beautiful chain around your neck.

You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

10 H ow beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the sweet smell of your oils than all kinds of spices!

How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all kinds of spices!

11 H oney comes from your lips, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. And the sweet smell of your clothing is like the smell of Lebanon.

Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

12 A garden closed and locked is my sister, my bride, a garden shut up and covered over.

A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.

13 Y our young branches are a garden of pomegranates with all the best fruits, henna with nard plants.

Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits: henna with spikenard plants,

14 T here is nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices.

spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

15 Y ou are a garden well, a well of flowing water, and rivers coming from Lebanon.” The Woman

a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved

16 “ Wake up, O north wind! Come, south wind! Blow upon my garden so the sweet smells will spread far. May my loved one come into his garden and eat its best fruits.”

Awake, north wind; and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and taste his precious fruits.