1 Most beautiful of women,where has your lover gone?Tell us which way your lover went,so that we can help you find him.
2 My lover has gone to his garden,where the balsam trees grow.He is feeding his flock in the gardenand gathering lilies.
3 My lover is mine, and I am his;he feeds his flock among the lilies.
4 My love, you are as beautiful as Jerusalem,as lovely as the city of Tirzah,as breathtaking as these great cities.
5 Turn your eyes away from me;they are holding me captive.Your hair dances, like a flock of goatsbounding down the hills of Gilead.
6 Your teeth are as white as a flock of sheepthat have just been washed.Not one of them is missing;they are all perfectly matched.
7 Your cheeks glow behind your veil.
8 Let the king have sixty queens, eighty concubines,young women without number!
9 But I love only one,and she is as lovely as a dove.She is her mother's only daughter,her mother's favourite child.All women look at her and praise her;queens and concubines sing her praises.
10 Who is this whose glance is like the dawn?She is beautiful and bright,as dazzling as the sun or the moon.
11 I have come down among the almond treesto see the young plants in the valley,to see the new leaves on the vinesand the blossoms on the pomegranate trees.
12 I am trembling; you have made me as eager for loveas a chariot driver is for battle.
13 Dance, dance, girl of Shulam.Let us watch you as you dance.Why do you want to watch meas I dance between the rows of onlookers?