1How beautiful are your sandalled feet, O prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like ornaments devised by a skilled craftsman. 2Your navel is a rounded goblet that will never lack spiced wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat encircled by lilies. 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle. 4Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon, beside the gate of the crowded city. Your nose is like towering Lebanon that looks towards Damascus. 5You carry your head like Carmel; your flowing locks are lustrous black, tresses braided with ribbons. 6How beautiful, how entrancing you are, my loved one, daughter of delights! 7You are stately as a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. 8I said, ‘Let me climb up into the palm to grasp its fronds.’ May I find your breasts like clusters of grapes on the vine, your breath sweet-scented like apples, 9Your mouth a 7:9 mouth: lit. palate. like fragrant wine flowing smoothly to meet my caresses, gliding over my lips and teeth b over … teeth: so Gk; Heb. lips of sleepers. .
10I am my beloved's, his longing is all for me. 11Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields to lie among the henna bushes; 12let us go early to the vineyards and see if the vine has budded or its blossom opened, or if the pomegranates are in flower. There I shall give you my love, 13when the mandrakes yield their perfume, and all choice fruits are ready at our door, fruits new and old which I have in store for you, my love.