1 I have entered my garden,my sweetheart, my bride.I am gathering my spices and myrrh;I am eating my honey and honeycomb;I am drinking my wine and milk.Eat, lovers, and drinkuntil you are drunk with love!
2 While I slept, my heart was awake.I dreamed my lover knocked at the door.Let me come in, my darling,my sweetheart, my dove.My head is wet with dew,and my hair is damp from the mist.
3 I have already undressed;why should I get dressed again?I have washed my feet;why should I get them dirty again?
4 My lover put his hand to the door,and I was thrilled that he was near.
5 I was ready to let him come in.My hands were covered with myrrh,my fingers with liquid myrrh,as I grasped the handle of the door.
6 I opened the door for my lover,but he had already gone.How I wanted to hear his voice!I looked for him, but couldn't find him;I called to him, but heard no answer.
7 The sentries patrolling the city found me;they struck me and bruised me;the guards at the city wall tore off my cape.