1. Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2. I would lead you, bringing you into my mother’s house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3. His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
4. I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.