1
How graceful are your feet in sandals,
O queenly maiden!
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
the work of a master hand.
2
Your navel is a rounded bowl
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
encircled with lilies.
3
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4
Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,
overlooking Damascus.
5
Your head crowns you like Carmel,
and your flowing locks are like purple;
a king is held captive in the tresses. 1
6
How fair and pleasant you are,
O loved one, delectable maiden! 2
7
You are stately 3 as a palm tree,
and your breasts are like its clusters.
8
I say I will climb the palm tree
and lay hold of its branches.
O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,
9
and your kisses 4 like the best wine
that goes down 5 smoothly,
gliding over lips and teeth. 6
10
I am my beloved's,
and his desire is for me.
11
Come, my beloved,
let us go forth into the fields,
and lodge in the villages;
12
let us go out early to the vineyards,
and see whether the vines have budded,
whether the grape blossoms have opened
and the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
13
The mandrakes give forth fragrance,
and over our doors are all choice fruits,
new as well as old,
which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.