Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my lover4 among the young men. I delight5 to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.64
He has taken me to the banquet hall,7 and his banner8 over me is love.
Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples,9 for I am faint with love.106
His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.117
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you12 by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.138
Listen! My lover! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.149
My lover is like a gazelle15 or a young stag.16 Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
My lover spoke and said to me, "Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me.
See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
The fig tree forms its early fruit;17 the blossoming18 vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me."
My dove19 in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.2015
Catch for us the foxes,21 the little foxes that ruin the vineyards,22 our vineyards that are in bloom.23