3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;how lovely they are when you speak.Your cheeks glow behind your veil.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,round and smooth,with a necklace like a thousand shields hung round it.
5 Your breasts are like gazelles,twin deer feeding among lilies.
6 I will stay on the hill of myrrh,the hill of incense,until the morning breezes blowand the darkness disappears.
7 How beautiful you are, my love;how perfect you are!
8 Come with me from the Lebanon Mountains, my bride;come with me from Lebanon.Come down from the top of Mount Amana,from Mount Senir and Mount Hermon,where the lions and leopards live.
9 The look in your eyes, my sweetheart and bride,and the necklace you are wearinghave stolen my heart.