and your mouth like the best wine. May the wine go straight to my lover,1 flowing gently over lips and teeth.a10
I belong to my lover, and his desire2 is for me.311
Come, my lover, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.b12
Let us go early to the vineyards4 to see if the vines have budded,5 if their blossoms6 have opened, and if the pomegranates7 are in bloom8-- there I will give you my love.
The mandrakes9 send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my lover.10