4 Draw me after you; let us hurry!May the kingbring me into his bedroom chambers!We will rejoice and delight in you;we will praise your love more than wine.The Beloved to Her Lover:How rightlythe young women adore you!
5 I am dark but lovely, O maidens of Jerusalem,dark like the tents of Qedar,lovely like the tent curtains of Salmah.
6 Do not stare at me because I am dark,for the sun has burned my skin.My brothers were angry with me;they made me the keeper of the vineyards.Alas, my own vineyard I could not keep!
7 Tell me, O you whom my heart loves,where do you pasture your sheep?Where do you rest your sheep during the midday heat?Tell me lest I wander aroundbeside the flocks of your companions!
8 If you do not know, O most beautiful of women,simply follow the tracks of my flock,and pasture your little lambsbeside the tents of the shepherds.
9 O my beloved, you are like a mareamong Pharaoh’s stallions.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments;your neck is lovely with strings of jewels.