1Behold, you are beautiful, my darling; behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Mount Gilead.
2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and none among them is bereaved.
3Like a scarlet thread are your lips, and your mouth is lovely. Like a slice of pomegranate is your temple behind your veil.
4Your neck is like the tower of David, built in courses; a thousand shields hang upon it, all the bucklers of the warriors.
5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies.
6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no blemish in you.
8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon! Look down from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
9You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11Your lips drip honey from the comb, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12A locked garden is my sister, my bride, a locked spring, a sealed fountain.
13Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruits, henna with nard,
14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices—
15a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams flowing from Lebanon.
16Awake, north wind, and come, south wind! Breathe upon my garden; let its spices flow out. Let my beloved come to his garden and eat its choice fruits.
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