9. You have stolen (my) heart, my sister bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance from your eyes, with one ornament from your necklaces.
10. How beautiful is your love, my sister bride! How better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11. Your lips drip nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your lips; the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
12. A garden locked is my sister bride, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
13. Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruit, henna with nard;
14. nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon spice with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes with all chief spices.
15. A garden fountain, a well of living water, flowing (streams) from Lebanon.
16. Awake, O north wind! Come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden! Let its fragrances waft forth! Let my beloved come to his garden, let him eat his choice fruit!