| New Living Translation | International Standard Version |
| 1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O queenly maiden. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled craftsman. | 1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands. |
| 2Your navel is perfectly formed like a goblet filled with mixed wine. Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat bordered with lilies. | 2Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks mixed wine. Your abdomen is a bundle of wheat, enclosed by lilies. |
| 3Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle. | 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. |
| 4Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus. | 4Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon, beside the gate of Beth-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which faces Damascus. |
| 5Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel, and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty. The king is held captive by its tresses. | 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your flowing locks are like purple, and a king could be captured in the dangling tresses. |
| 6Oh, how beautiful you are! How pleasing, my love, how full of delights! | 6How beautiful and lovely you are, you are love with its exquisite delights. |
| 7You are slender like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit. | 7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. |
| 8I said, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like grape clusters, and the fragrance of your breath like apples. | 8I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples. |
| 9May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine— Young Woman Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth. | 9May your mouth be like good wine. May it go down smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones. |
| 10I am my lover’s, and he claims me as his own. | 10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. |
| 11Come, my love, let us go out to the fields and spend the night among the wildflowers. | 11Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. |
| 12Let us get up early and go to the vineyards to see if the grapevines have budded, if the blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love. | 12Let us go early to the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, whether the blossom has opened, whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I'll give you my love. |
| 13There the mandrakes give off their fragrance, and the finest fruits are at our door, new delights as well as old, which I have saved for you, my lover. | 13The mandrakes give off their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved. |
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