3 Like a crimson ribbon are your lips;when you smile, it is lovely.Like a slice of pomegranate is the curve of your facebehind the veil of your hair.
4 Like David’s tower is your neck,splendidly built!A thousand shields are hung upon it—all the weapons of the warriors.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle doe,that graze among the lilies.
6 Before the day breeze blowsand the shadows flee,I will be off to the mountain of myrrh,to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are utterly beautiful, my dearest;there’s not a single flaw in you.[Man]
8 Come down with me from Lebanon, my bride—if only you would come down with me from Lebanon.Descend from the peak of Amana,from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,from the lions’ dens,from the mountain lairs of leopards.
9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride!You have captured my heart with one glance from your eyes,with one strand of your necklace.