1
At night on my bed, I looked for the one I love; I looked for him, but I could not find him.
2
I got up and went around the city, in the streets and squares, looking for the one I love. I looked for him, but I could not find him.
3
The watchmen found me as they patrolled the city, so I asked, "Have you seen the one I love?"
4
As soon as I had left them, I found the one I love. I held him and would not let him go until I brought him to my mother's house, to the room where I was born.
5
Women of Jerusalem, promise me by the gazelles and the deer not to awaken or excite my feelings of love until it is ready.
6
Who is this coming out of the desert like a cloud of smoke? Who is this that smells like myrrh, incense, and other spices?
7
Look, it's Solomon's couchn with sixty soldiers around it, the finest soldiers of Israel.
8
These soldiers all carry swords and have been trained in war. Every man wears a sword at his side and is ready for the dangers of the night.
9
King Solomon had a couch made for himself of wood from Lebanon.