1. Where has your beloved gone,O most beautiful among women?Where has your beloved turned?Tell us, that we may seek him with you.
2. My beloved has gone down to his garden,to the flowerbeds of balsam spices,to graze in the gardens,and to gather lilies.
3. I am my lover’s and my lover is mine;he grazes among the lilies.
4. My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,as lovely as Jerusalem,as awe-inspiring as bannered armies!
5. Turn your eyes away from me – they overwhelm me!Your hair is like a flock of goatsdescending from Mount Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of sheepcoming up from the washing;each has its twin;not one of them is missing.
7. Like a slice of pomegranateis your forehead behind your veil.
8. There may be sixty queens,and eighty concubines,and young women without number.
9. But she is unique!My dove, my perfect one!She is the special daughter of her mother,she is the favorite of the one who bore her.The maidens saw her and complimented her;the queens and concubines praised her: