Let go down into his garden, and let him eat of his fruit trees! I entered into my garden, my sister, O bride. I gathered the vintage of my myrrh with my aromatics; I ate my bread with my honey; I drank wine with my milk. Eat, O dear men, and drink! and be intoxicated beloved men!
I sleep, but my heart is sleepless. of my beloved man knocks upon the door, saying, Open to me my sister, my dear one, my dove, my perfect one! for my head is filled of dew, and my curls of the mist of the night.
I took off my inner garment; how shall I put it on again? I washed my feet; how shall I taint them?
My beloved man sent his hand through the opening, and my belly was alarmed over him.
I rose up to open to my beloved man; my hands dripped myrrh, my fingers of myrrh upon of the bolt.
I opened my beloved man; my beloved man was gone. My soul came forth for his word. I sought him, and I did not find him; I called him, and he did not hearken to me.
They found me, the guards, the ones encircling in the city. They struck me, they wounded me, took
I bind you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you should find my beloved man, what should you report to him, for being pierced
What is your beloved man from a beloved man, O fair one among women? What is your beloved man from a beloved man, that thus you bound us by an oath?
My beloved man and ruddy, being selected from myriads.
His head of Kefaz; his curls black as a crow.
His eyes doves by of waters, being bathed in milk, sitting down upon of waters.
His jaws bowls of the aromatic, germinating scents. His lips dripping myrrh
His hands gold, being filled with Tharsis stone. His belly of ivory upon a stone of sapphire.
His legs of marble, founded upon bases of gold. His appearance as Lebanon, choice as cedars.
His throat and desirable. This and this O daughters of Jerusalem.