[1] Him: Your feet are so beautiful, perfectly fitted in sandals, noble daughter! Your sculpted thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. [2] Your hidden place is open to me like a goblet, perfect and round, that never runs dry of blended wine; Your waist is a mound of wheat- curved and white and fertile- encircled by lilies. [3] Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. [4] Your neck is as stunning as an ivory tower; your eyes shimmer like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is strong and proud like the tower of Lebanon, which points toward Damascus. [5] Your head is as stately as Mount Carmel; your hair shines like a tapestry of royal purple cloth- the king is held captive by your locks. [6] How beautiful you are, my love, and how pleasing In all your delightful and satisfying ways. [7] Your stature is as elegant as a date palm tree, and your breasts are sweet, attractive, and round like clusters of its fruit. [8] I say, "I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit." May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, the fragrance of your mouth like fresh apples, [9] and may your kisses satisfy like the best wine. Her: May the wine go down smoothly for my love, flowing gently over his lips and teeth. [10] I belong to my love, and he has desire for me. [11] (to him) Come out into the fields, my love, and there spend the night in the villages. [12] Let's rise with the morning and go to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, If their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. [13] The mandrakes send out their seductive fragrance, and the finest fruits wait at our doors- New pleasures as well as old- I have stored them up for you, my lover.
