2. My lover has gone down to his garden.He has gone to the garden beds of spicesto feed in the gardensand to gather lilies.
3. I belong to my lover.And my lover belongs to me.He feeds among the lilies.
4. My darling, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah.You are as lovely as the city of Jerusalem.You are as wonderful as an army flying flags.
5. Turn your eyes from me.They excite me too much!Your hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down Mount Gilead.
6. Your teeth are white like sheepjust coming from their bath.Each one has a twin.None of them is alone.
7. Your cheeks behind your veilare like slices of a pomegranate.
8. There may be 60 queens and 80 slave womenand so many girls you cannot count them.
9. But there is only one like my dove, my perfect one.She is her mother’s only daughter,the brightest of the one who gave her birth.The young women saw her and called her happy.The queens and the slave women also praised her.
10. Who is that young woman?She shines out like the dawn.She’s as pretty as the moon.She’s as bright as the sun.And she’s as wonderfulas an army flying flags.
11. I went down into the orchard of nut trees.I went to see the blossoms of the valley.I went to look for buds on the vines,to see if the pomegranate trees had bloomed.
12. My desire for you makes me feellike a prince in a chariot.
13. Come back, come back, woman of Shulam.Come back, come back,so we may look at you!Why do you want to look at the woman of Shulamas you would at the dance of two groups?