1 I have entered my garden, my treasure, my bride!I gather myrrh with my spicesand eat honeycomb with my honey.I drink wine with my milk.Oh, lover and beloved, eat and drink!Yes, drink deeply of your love!
2 I slept, but my heart was awake,when I heard my lover knocking and calling:“Open to me, my treasure, my darling,my dove, my perfect one.My head is drenched with dew,my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3 But I responded,“I have taken off my robe.Should I get dressed again?I have washed my feet.Should I get them soiled?”
4 My lover tried to unlatch the door,and my heart thrilled within me.
5 I jumped up to open the door for my love,and my hands dripped with perfume.My fingers dripped with lovely myrrhas I pulled back the bolt.