3. Your lips are like red silk thread,and your mouth is lovely.Your cheeks behind your veilare like slices of a pomegranate.
4. Your neck is like David’s tower,built with rows of stones.A thousand shields hang on its walls;each shield belongs to a strong soldier.
5. Your breasts are like two fawns,like twins of a gazelle,feeding among the lilies.
6. Until the day dawnsand the shadows disappear,I will go to that mountain of myrrhand to that hill of incense.
7. My darling, everything about you is beautiful,and there is nothing at all wrong with you.
8. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride.Come with me from Lebanon,from the top of Mount Amana,from the tops of Mount Senir and Mount Hermon.Come from the lions’ densand from the leopards’ hills.
9. My sister, my bride,you have thrilled my heart;you have thrilled my heartwith a glance of your eyes,with one sparkle from your necklace.
10. Your love is so sweet, my sister, my bride.Your love is better than wine,and your perfume smells better than any spice.
11. My bride, your lips drip honey;honey and milk are under your tongue.Your clothes smell like the cedars of Lebanon.
12. My sister, my bride, you are like a garden locked up,like a walled-in spring, a closed-up fountain.
13. Your limbs are like an orchardof pomegranates with all the best fruit,filled with flowers and nard,
14. nard and saffron, calamus, and cinnamon,with trees of incense, myrrh, and aloes—all the best spices.