I am a rose of Sharon , a lily of the valley.
Like a lily among the thorns - is my darling among the maidens.
Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest - is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade , and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
He has brought me to the house of wine , and his banner over me (is) love.
Sustain me with raisins ; refresh me with apples , for I am faint with love.
His left hand is under my head , and his right arm embraces me.
O daughters of Jerusalem , I adjure you by the gazelles and does of the field : Do not arouse or awaken - love until the time is right.
Listen ! My beloved (approaches). Look ! Here he comes , leaping across the mountains , bounding over the hills.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look , he stands behind our wall , gazing through the windows , peering through the lattice.
My beloved calls “ Arise my darling. Come away my beautiful one.
For now the winter is past ; the rain is over and gone.
The flowers have appeared in the countryside ; the season of singing has come , and the cooing of turtledoves is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs ; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise , come away , my darling ; come away my beautiful one. ”
O my dove in the clefts of the rock , in the crevices of the cliff , let me see - your face , let me hear - your voice ; for your voice is sweet , and your countenance is lovely.
Catch the foxes — the little foxes that ruin the vineyards — for our vineyards are in bloom.
My beloved and I am he pastures (his flock) among the lilies.
Before the day breaks and shadows flee , turn , my beloved , and be like a gazelle or a young stag ... on the mountains of Bether.