¹Behold, you are beautiful, my darling; behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves from behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of she-goats that recline down from the mountain of Gilead.

²Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing; all of them bear twins, and not one among them is bereaved.

³Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your mouth is lovely; your temple is like a split pomegranate from behind your veil.

⁴Your neck is like the tower of David, built in layers; a thousand shields hang on it, all the shields of the mighty men.

⁵Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, who shepherd among the lilies.

⁶Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.

⁷You are all beautiful, my darling, and there is no blemish in you.

⁸With me from Lebanon, bride, with me from Lebanon you will come; you will journey from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.

⁹You have ravished my heart, my sister, bride; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one necklace from your neck.

¹⁰How beautiful is your love, my sister, bride! How good is your love, better than wine, and the scent of your oils better than all spices!

¹¹Your lips drip flowing honey, bride; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

¹²A locked garden is my sister, bride; a locked spring, a sealed spring.

¹³Your shoots are a park of pomegranates, with choice fruit, pitch, with nards,

¹⁴nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes, with all the chief spices.

¹⁵A spring of gardens, a well of living water, and flowing streams from Lebanon.

¹⁶Awake, north wind, and come, south wind; make my garden breathe out, let its spices flow. Let my beloved come to his garden, and let him eat its choice fruit.