2. My lover has gone down to his garden, where sweet-smelling spices grow. There, like a sheep, he will eat the grass, and he will enjoy the lilies.
3. I belong to my lover, and my lover belongs to me. He is the one feeding among the lilies.
4. My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as pleasant as Jerusalem, as awesome as the stars in the sky.
5. Don’t look at me! Your eyes excite me too much! And your hair is long and flowing, like little goats dancing down the slopes of Mount Gilead.
6. Your teeth are white like ewes just coming from their bath. They all give birth to twins. Not one of them has lost a baby.
7. Your cheeks under your veil are like slices of pomegranate.
8. There might be 60 queens and 80 slave women, and young women too many to count,