6 Before the dawn breezes blowand the night shadows flee,I will hurry to the mountain of myrrhand to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling,beautiful in every way.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,come with me from Lebanon.Come down from Mount Amana,from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,where the lions have their densand leopards live among the hills.
9 You have captured my heart,my treasure, my bride.You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,with a single jewel of your necklace.
10 Your love delights me,my treasure, my bride.Your love is better than wine,your perfume more fragrant than spices.
11 Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.Honey and milk are under your tongue.Your clothes are scentedlike the cedars of Lebanon.
12 You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.