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.
10 Your love delights me,my sweetheart and bride.Your love is better than wine;your perfume more fragrant than any spice.
11 The taste of honey is on your lips, my darling;your tongue is milk and honey for me.Your clothing has all the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 My sweetheart, my bride, is a secret garden,a walled garden, a private spring;
13 there the plants flourish.They grow like an orchard of pomegranate treesand bear the finest fruits.There is no lack of henna and nard,
14 of saffron, calamus, and cinnamon,or incense of every kind.Myrrh and aloes grow therewith all the most fragrant perfumes.