1 Chorus to Groom: What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?
2 Chorus to Bride: How beautiful are your footsteps in shoes, O daughter of a ruler! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, which have been fabricated by the hand of an artist.
3 Your navel is a round bowl, never lacking in curvature. Your abdomen is like a bundle of wheat, surrounded with lilies.
4 Your two breasts are like two young twin does.