9 If she is a wall,we will build her a silver tower.But if she is a gate,we will protect her with panels of cedar.
10 I am a wall,and my breasts are its towers.My lover knows that with himI find contentment and peace.
11 Solomon has a vineyardin a place called Baal Hamon.There are farmers who rent it from him;each one pays a thousand silver coins.
12 Solomon is welcome to his thousand coins,and the farmers to two hundred as their share;I have a vineyard of my own!
13 Let me hear your voice from the garden, my love;my companions are waiting to hear you speak.
14 Come to me, my lover, like a gazelle,like a young stag on the mountains where spices grow.