If only I could treat you like my brother,a one who nursed at my mother's breasts, I would find you in public and kiss you, and no one would scorn me.
I would lead you, I would take you, to the house of my motherb who taught me.c I would give you spiced wine to drink from my pomegranate juice.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.d4
Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you: do not stir up or awaken love until the appropriate time.e
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm.h For love is as strong as death;i ardent love is as unrelenting as Sheol. Love's flames are fiery flamesj- the fiercest of all.k7
Mighty waters cannot extinguish love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If a man were to give all his wealthl for love, it would be utterly scorned.
Our sister is young; she has no breasts. What will we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?
If she is a wall, we will build a silver parapet on it. If she is a door, we will enclose it with cedar planks.m