1 Behold, you are beautiful, my darling.
Behold, you are beautiful.
Your eyes are doves behind your veil.
Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilad.
2 Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock,
which have come up from the washing,
where every one of them has twins.
None is missing among them.
3 Your lips are like scarlet thread.
Your mouth is lovely.
Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
4 Your neck is like David’s tower built for an armory,
whereon a thousand shields hang,
all the shields of the mighty men.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe,
which feed among the lilies.
6 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 altogether beautiful, my darling.
There is no blemish in you.
8 Come with me from Levanon, my brid, with me from Levanon.
Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon,
from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9 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 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 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 Levanon.
12 A locked up garden is my sister, my bride;
a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates,
with precious fruits: henna with spikenard plants,
14 spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
15 a fountain of gardens,
a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon.