5. Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,the hair of your head like purple cloth —a king could be held captive in your tresses.
6. How beautiful you are and how pleasant, my love, with such delights!
7. Your stature is like a palm tree;your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8. I said, “I will climb the palm treeand take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.
9. Your mouth is like fine wine —flowing smoothly for my love,gliding past my lips and teeth!
10. I belong to my love,and his desire is for me.
11. Come, my love,let’s go to the field;let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.
12. Let’s go early to the vineyards;let’s see if the vine has budded,if the blossom has opened,if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.