1 I wish you were like my brotherwho was fed at my mother’s breasts!If I found you outside,I would kiss you.And no one would look down on me.
2 I would lead you and bring youto my mother’s house.She is the one who has taught me.I would give you a drink of spiced winefrom my pomegranates.
3 My lover’s left hand is under my head.And his right arm holds me tight!
4 Women of Jerusalem, promise me.Promise not to wake love.Don’t excite my feelings of loveuntil I’m ready.