2 {May you kiss me} {passionately with your lips}, for your love [is] better than wine.
3 As fragrance, {your perfumes} [are] {delightful}; your name is poured out {perfume}; therefore young women love you.
4 Draw me after you, let us run! May the king bring me into his chambers! Let us be joyful and let us rejoice in you; let us extol your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you!
5 I [am] black but beautiful, {O maidens of Jerusalem}, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not gaze at me because I am black, because the sun has stared [at] me. The sons of my mother were angry with me; they made me keeper of the vineyards, [but] my own "vineyard" I did not keep.
7 Tell me, [you] whom my {heart} loves, where do you pasture your flock, where do your sheep lie down at the noon? {For why should I be like} one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
8 If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow {the tracks} of the flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds.
9 To a mare among the chariots of Pharaoh, I compare you, my beloved.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 We will make ornaments of gold for you with studs of silver.
12 While the king [was] on his couch, my nard gave its fragrance.
13 My beloved [is] to me {a pouch} of myrrh, he spends the night between my breasts.
14 My beloved [is] to me a cluster of blossoms of henna in the vineyards of En Gedi.
16 Look! You [are] beautiful, my beloved, truly pleasant. Truly our couch [is] {verdant};
17 the beams of our house [are] cedar; our rafter [is] cypress.