2 Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewesthat have come up from the washing,all of which bear twins,and not one among them has lost its young.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread,and your mouth is lovely.Your cheeks are halves of a pomegranatebehind your veil.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,built in rows of stone;on it hang a thousand shields,all of them shields of mighty men.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle,that feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day breathesand the shadows flee,I will go away to the mountain of myrrhand the hill of frankincense.
7 You are altogether fair, my love;there is no flaw in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;come with me from Lebanon.Depart from the peak of Amana,from the peak of Senir and Hermon,from the dens of lions,from the mountains of leopards.