“If you do not know [where your lover is],
O you fairest among women,
Run along, follow the tracks of the flock,
And pasture your young goats
By the tents of the shepherds.
“To me, my love, you are like
My [favorite] mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments,
Your neck with strings of jewels.”
“We will make for you chains and ornaments of gold,
[Studded] with beads of silver.”
“While the king was at his table,
My perfume (Solomon) sent forth [his] fragrance [surrounding me].
My beloved is to me like a pouch of myrrh
Which lies all night between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna flowers
In the [fragrant] vineyards of Engedi.”
“Behold, how beautiful you are, my darling,
Behold, how beautiful you are!
Your eyes are dove’s eyes.”
“Behold, how fair and handsome you are, my beloved;
And so delightful!
Our arbor is green and luxuriant.
The beams of our houses are cedars,
Our rafters and panels are cypresses.