1 Oh that you were as my brother, who sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find you outside, I would kiss you. Yes and none would despise me.
2 I would lead you and bring you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would cause you to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 His left hand under my head and his right hand should embrace me.
4 I swear to you*, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you* do not stir up, nor awake love, until it please.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke you. There your mother was in travail with you. There she who brought you forth was in travail
6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm. Because love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as Sheol. The flashes of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame.
7 Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 We have a little sister and she has no breasts. What will we do for our sister in the day when she will be spoken for? 9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. 10 I am a wall and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He let out the vineyard to keepers. Every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. 12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. You, O Solomon, will have the thousand and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice. Cause me to hear it. 14 Make haste, my beloved and be like to a roe or to a young male-deer upon the mountains of spices.
4 I swear to you*, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you* do not stir up, nor awake love, until it please.
5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awoke you. There your mother was in travail with you. There she who brought you forth was in travail
6 Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm. Because love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as Sheol. The flashes of it are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame.
7 Many waters cannot quench love, nor can floods drown it. If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.
8 We have a little sister and she has no breasts. What will we do for our sister in the day when she will be spoken for? 9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver. And if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar. 10 I am a wall and my breasts like the towers. Then I was in his eyes as one who found peace.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He let out the vineyard to keepers. Every one for the fruit of it was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. 12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me. You, O Solomon, will have the thousand and those who keep the fruit of it, two hundred.
13 You who dwell in the gardens, the companions listen for your voice. Cause me to hear it. 14 Make haste, my beloved and be like to a roe or to a young male-deer upon the mountains of spices.