1How beautiful your sandaled feet, O prince’s daughter! Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of an artist’s hands.2Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies.3Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.4Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.6How beautiful you are and how pleasing, my love, with your delights!7Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.8I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,9and your mouth like the best wine. May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth.10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.12Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.13The mandrakes send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.
1If only you were to me like a brother, who was nursed at my mother’s breasts! Then, if I found you outside, I would kiss you, and no one would despise me.2I would lead you and bring you to my mother’s house— she who has taught me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the nectar of my pomegranates.3His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me.4Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.5Who is this coming up from the wilderness leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.6Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame.7Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it would be utterly scorned.8We have a little sister, and her breasts are not yet grown. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken for?9If she is a wall, we will build towers of silver on her. If she is a door, we will enclose her with panels of cedar.10I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Thus I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment.11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon; he let out his vineyard to tenants. Each was to bring for its fruit a thousand shekels of silver.12But my own vineyard is mine to give; the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.13You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice!14Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.