7 Then I was found by the guardspatrolling the townand guarding the wall.They beat me upand stripped off my robe.
8 Young women of Jerusalem,if you find the one I love,please say to him,“She is weak with desire.”
9 Most beautiful of women,why is the one you lovemore special than others?Why do you ask usto tell him how you feel?
10 He is handsome and healthy,the most outstandingamong ten thousand.
11 His head is purest gold;his hair is wavy,black as a raven.
12 His eyes are a pair of dovesbathing in a streamflowing with milk.
13 His face is a gardenof sweet-smelling spices;his lips are liliesdripping with perfume.