3 Your fragrance is sweet;your very name is perfume.That’s why the young women love you.
4 Take me along with you; let’s run!My king has brought me into his chambers, saying,"Let’s exult and rejoice in you.Let’s savor your loving more than wine.No wonder they all love you!"
5 Dark am I, and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem—like the black tents of the Kedar nomads,like the curtains of Solomon’s palace.
6 Don’t stare at me because I’m darkenedby the sun’s gaze.My own brothers were angry with me.They made me a caretaker of the vineyards—but I couldn’t care for my own vineyard.
7 Tell me, you whom I love with all my heart—where do you pasture your flock,where do you rest them at noon?—so I don’t wander around with the flocks of your companions.[Man]
8 If you don’t know your way,most beautiful of women,then follow the tracks of the herdsand graze your little goatsby the tents of the shepherds.
9 I picture you, my dearest,as a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots!