1How beautiful you are, my love,

how very beautiful!

Your eyes are doves

behind your veil.

Your hair is like a flock of goats,

moving down the slopes of Gilead.*

2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes

that have come up from the washing,

all of which bear twins,

and not one among them is bereaved.*

3Your lips are like a crimson thread,

and your mouth is lovely.

Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate

behind your veil.*

4Your neck is like the tower of David,

built in courses;

on it hang a thousand bucklers,

all of them shields of warriors.*

5Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle,

that feed among the lilies.*

6Until the day breathes

and the shadows flee,

I will hasten to the mountain of myrrh

and the hill of frankincense.*

7You are altogether beautiful, my love;

there is no flaw in you.*

8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;

come with me from Lebanon.

Departg from the peak of Amana,

from the peak of Senir and Hermon,

from the dens of lions,

from the mountains of leopards.*

9You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;

you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace.*

10How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!

How much better is your love than wine

and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!*

11Your lips distill nectar, my bride;

honey and milk are under your tongue;

the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.*

12A garden locked is my sister, my bride,

a gardenh locked, a fountain sealed.*

13Your channeli is an orchard of pomegranates

with all choicest fruits,

henna with nard,*

14nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,

with all trees of frankincense,

myrrh and aloes,

with all chief spices—*

15a garden fountain, a well of living water,

and flowing streams from Lebanon.*

16Awake, O north wind,

and come, O south wind!

Blow upon my garden

that its fragrance may be wafted abroad.

Let my beloved come to his garden

that he may eat its choicest fruits.*