2He shall kiss me from the kisses of his mouth, for your affections are better than wine

3For fragrance of your sweet ointments your name is fine oil of Myrrh, because of this the girls love you

4Pull me after you, let us run. The King brought me to his bedroom. We will rejoice and we will leap for joy with you. Your love will be remembered more than wine, and your affection more than the upright

5I am black and beautiful, daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Qedar and like the curtains of Solomon

6You shall not look at me, because I am black, because the sun has darkened me. The children of my mother fought hard with me; they made me keeper of vineyards, and my vineyard I have not kept

7Show me him whom my soul has loved. How have you fed and how have you dined at noonday?, lest I shall be as a stray in the flock of your sheep

8But you shall know yourself; you are beautiful among women. Come into the footprints of the sheep and feed your kids in the tents of Shepherds

9I have compared you to a mare in the chariot of Pharaoh, my kinswoman

10Your cheeks are beautiful with braids and your neck with necklaces

11We shall make chains of gold for you with studs of silver

12With the King on his seat my spikenard gives its fragrance

13A pouch of myrrh is he who loves me; between my breasts he will stay

14Bouquets of henna flowers is my beloved in a vineyard of Ain Gad

15Behold, you are beautiful, my kinswoman, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are of doves!

16Behold, you are beautiful, my love, also you are sweet, and our bed is canopied

17The beams of our house are cedars, the joists of cypress