3 Your lips are like a strand of scarlet,And your mouth is lovely.Your temples behind your veilAre like a piece of pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,Built for an armory,On which hang a thousand bucklers,All shields of mighty men.
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,Twins of a gazelle,Which feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day breaksAnd the shadows flee away,I will go my way to the mountain of myrrhAnd to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are all fair, my love,And there is no spot in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse,With me from Lebanon.Look from the top of Amana,From the top of Senir and Hermon,From the lions’ dens,From the mountains of the leopards.
9 You have ravished my heart,My sister, my spouse;You have ravished my heartWith one look of your eyes,With one link of your necklace.