2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep about to be sheared,sheep that come up from the washing.All of them bear twins, and not one has lost its young.
3 Your lips are like scarlet thread.Your mouth is lovely.Your temples behind your veil are like slices of pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like David’s beautifully-designed tower.A thousand round shields belonging to soldiersare hung on it.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns,like twin gazelles grazing among the lilies.
6 When the day brings a cool breeze and the shadows flee,I will go to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of incense.
7 You are beautiful in every way, my true love.There is no blemish on you.
8 You will come with me from Lebanon,from Lebanon as my bride.You will travel with mefrom the peak of Mount Amana,from the mountain peaks in Senir and Hermon,from the lairs of lions,from the mountains of leopards.