You are very beautiful
1He says:
‘My darling, you are beautiful.
Listen, you are good to look at.
Your eyes are like doves behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
coming down from Mount Gilead.
2Your teeth are white like a flock of sheep ewes,
sheep that are washed and sheared.
Each ewe has twin babies.
All of them have lambs.
3Your lips are like red silk,
and your mouth is beautiful.
Your cheeks are like red pomegranates
behind your veil.
4Your neck is like the tower of David
that was built with rows of stones.
There are 1 000 shields hanging from the tower,
and all of them are shields of special soldiers.
5Your 2 breasts are like 2 young deer,
like the twin lambs of a gazelle
that are eating among the flowers.
6I will go to the mountain of myrrh,
to the hill of incense,
and I will stay there until morning comes
and the darkness disappears.
7My darling, you are beautiful.
Every part of you is perfect.’
Come with me
8He says: ‘My bride,
come with me from Mount Lebanon.
Come with me from Lebanon,
and come down from the tops
of the mountains of Amana,
Senir and Hermon, away from the places
where the lions live, away
from the mountains of the leopards.’
There is honey and milk on your tongue
9He says: ‘My sister, my bride,
you made my heart beat faster
when you looked at me.
It took only one piece of the chain
around your neck to make me breathe faster.
10My sister, my bride,
your love is sweet.
Your love is better than wine,
and your oil smells better than all the herbs.
11My bride, your lips are like a honeycomb,
and there is honey and milk on your tongue.
Your clothes smell like they come
from the Lebanon Mountain.’
A fountain in a garden
12He says:
‘You are like a garden with a wall around it.
My sister, my bride is like a garden
with a wall around it,
and like a fountain that is closed.
13Your arms are like a garden
full of pomegranate trees
with very precious herbs, flowers and nard,
14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
with all the incense trees,
myrrh and aloes with all the best herbs.
15You are like a fountain in a garden,
a well with water that flows out
and streams of water from Mount Lebanon.’
16She says:
‘North wind, you must get up.
Southern wind, you must come and blow
through my garden,
and everyone must smell its herbs.
The man that I love
must come to his garden,
and he must eat the best fruit.’
