2 Let him kiss me over and over again! Your love is better than wine.
3 The fragrance of your perfumed oil is wonderful. Your name is perfume poured out. Therefore the young women love you.
4 Take me with you! Let's run away! Let the king bring me into his private chambers. The daughters of Jerusalem will rejoice and be happy for you. We will value your love more than wine. They love you appropriately.
5 The daughters of Jerusalem, I'm dark and lovely like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Don't stare at me because I'm dark; the sun has tanned me. My mother's sons were angry with me. They made me the caretaker of the vineyards, but I didn't take care of my own vineyard.
7 Tell me, you whom I love, where do you graze your flock? Where do you make your flock lie down at noon? Why should I be considered a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
8 If you don't know, most beautiful of women, go out after the flock and graze your young goats beside the shepherd's tents.
9 My darling, I compare you to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 We will make ornaments of gold for you, accented with silver.
12 While the king was sitting at his table, my perfume sent forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh that lies between my breasts all night.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.
15 Look at you! You are beautiful, my darling. Look at you! You are so beautiful. Your eyes are doves.
16 Look at you! You are handsome, my beloved, truly lovely. How lush is our couch.
17 The beams of our house are cedar, our rafters are pine.