7. Young woman,your figure is like a palm tree,and your breasts are like its clusters.
8. I thought, “I will climb the palm treeand take hold of its fruit.”May your breasts be like clusters on the vine.May the fragrance of your breath be like apples.
9. May your mouth taste like the best wine . . .. . . that goes down smoothly to my belovedand glides over the lips of those about to sleep.
10. I am my beloved’s, and he longs for me.
11. Come, my beloved.Let’s go into the field.Let’s spend the night among the henna flowers.
12. Let’s go to the vineyards early.Let’s see if the vines have budded,if the grape blossoms have opened,if the pomegranates are in bloom.There I will give you my love.
13. The mandrakes give off a fragrance,and at our door are all kinds of precious fruits.I have saved new and old thingsfor you alone, my beloved.