1
Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
2
My beloved has gone down to his garden to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3
I am my belovedās and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies.
4
You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5
Turn away your eyes from me, for they overwhelm meā Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.