1 YWhere has your love gone,most beautiful of women?Which way has he turned?We will seek him with you.
2 My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.
3 I am my love’s and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies.
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,lovely as Jerusalem,awe-inspiring as an army with banners.
5 Turn your eyes away from me,for they captivate me. Your hair is like a flock of goatsstreaming down from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewescoming up from washing,each one having a twin,and not one missing.
7 Behind your veil, your brow is like a slice of pomegranate.