Thou art a well kept garden, O my sister, my spouse, thou are a well kept watering spring, and a sealed well.

You are a garden spring,
a well of flowing water
streaming from Lebanon.

The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring-song, hath come, - and, the voice of the turtle, is heard in our land;

As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.