How beautiful is your love, my sister bride! How better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!

{How is your beloved better than another lover}, O most beautiful among women? {How is your beloved better than another lover}, that you adjure us thus?

How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O royal princess! The curves of your {thighs} [are] like {jewels}, the work of the hands of a craftsman.

How beautiful you are and how pleasant, O loved one in the delights!

{How I wish that you were my little brother}, [who] nursed {upon my mother's breasts}! [If] {I met you outside}, I would kiss you, {and no one would despise me}!