1. How fair you are, my love!How very fair!Your eyes are doves behind your veil.Your hair is like a flock of goats,streaming down the hills of Gilead.
2. Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewesthat have come up from the washing,all of which bear twins,and not one among them has lost its young.
3. Your lips are like a scarlet thread,and your mouth is lovely.Your cheeks are halves of a pomegranatebehind your veil.
4. Your neck is like the tower of David,built in rows of stone;on it hang a thousand shields,all of them shields of mighty men.
5. Your two breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle,that feed among the lilies.
6. Until the day breathesand the shadows flee,I will go away to the mountain of myrrhand the hill of frankincense.
7. You are altogether fair, my love;there is no flaw in you.
8. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;come with me from Lebanon.Depart from the peak of Amana,from the peak of Senir and Hermon,from the dens of lions,from the mountains of leopards.