We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What should we do for our sister on the day she becomes engaged?
If she is a wall, we will put silver towers on her. If she is a door, we will protect her with cedar boards.
I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So I was to him, as one who brings happiness.
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He rented the vineyards for others to tend, and everyone who rented had to pay twenty-five pounds of silver for the fruit.
But my own vineyard is mine to give. Solomon, the twenty-five pounds of silver are for you, and five pounds are for those who tend the fruit.
You who live in the gardens, my friends are listening for your voice; let me hear it.
Hurry, my lover, be like a gazelle or a young deer on the mountains where spices grow.