1. I come to my garden, my sister, my bride;I gather my myrrh with my spice;I eat my honeycomb with my honey;I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends!Drink, and be drunk with love!
2. I slept, but my heart was awake.A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, and my love,my dove, my perfect one;for my head is wet with dew,my locks with the drops of the night.”
3. I had taken off my garment;how could I put it on again?I had bathed my feet;how could I soil them?
4. My beloved put his hand by the latch,and my heart yearned for him.