¹I am the crocus of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.

²Like a lily among the brambles, so is my darling among the daughters.

³Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. In his shade I delighted and I sat, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

⁴He has brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me is love.

⁵Sustain me with cakes, spread me with apples, for I am weak with love.

⁶His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.

⁷I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, that you not awaken or arouse love until it takes delight.

⁸The sound of my beloved! Look, here he comes, leaping over the mountains, springing over the hills.

⁹My beloved is like a gazelle or a fawn of the deer. Look, here he stands behind our wall, gazing from the windows, gleaming from the lattices.

¹⁰My beloved answered and said to me: Rise up, my darling, my beautiful one, and go.

¹¹For behold, the winter has passed over; the rain has passed away and gone.

¹²The blossoms have appeared in the land; the time of pruning has reached us, and the sound of the turtledove has been heard in our land.

¹³The fig tree has spiced its early figs, and the vines in blossom have given their scent. Rise up, my darling, my beautiful one, and go.

¹⁴My dove, in the retreats of the crag, in the secret place of the steep slope, show me your appearance, make me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your appearance is lovely.

¹⁵Catch for us the foxes, the small foxes that writhe through the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.

¹⁶My beloved is mine and I am his, who shepherds among the lilies.

¹⁷Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a fawn of the deer on the cleft mountains.