How beautiful your sandaled feet, O prince's1 daughter! Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of a craftsman's hands.
Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies.
Your breasts2 are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.3 Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon4 by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon5 looking toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.6 Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful7 you are and how pleasing, O love, with your delights!87
Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts9 like clusters of fruit.
I said, "I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit." May your breasts be like the clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,10
and your mouth like the best wine. May the wine go straight to my lover,11 flowing gently over lips and teeth.a10
I belong to my lover, and his desire12 is for me.1311
Come, my lover, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.b12
Let us go early to the vineyards14 to see if the vines have budded,15 if their blossoms16 have opened, and if the pomegranates17 are in bloom18-- there I will give you my love.
The mandrakes19 send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my lover.20