1. Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your beloved turn, that we may look for him with you?
2. My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.
3. I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies.
4. You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
5. Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
6. Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is missing.
7. Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.