1How graceful are your feet in sandals,

O queenly maiden!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.*

2Your navel is a rounded bowl;

may it never lack mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

3Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.*

4Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,

overlooking Damascus.*

5Your head crowns you like Carmel,

and your flowing locks are like purple;

a king is held captive in the tresses.*

6How fair and pleasant you are,

O loved one, delectable maiden!o^,*

7You are statelyp as a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters.

8I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its branches.”

O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,*

9and your kissesq like the best wine

that goes downr smoothly,

gliding over lips and teeth.s

10I am my beloved’s,

and his desire is for me.*

11Come, my beloved,

let us go forth into the fields

and lodge in the villages;

12let us go out early to the vineyards;

let us see whether the vines have budded,

whether the grape blossoms have opened

and the pomegranates are in bloom.

There I will give you my love.*

13The mandrakes give forth fragrance,

and over our doors are all choice fruits,

new as well as old,

which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.*