¹How beautiful your feet are in your shoes,

O daughter of a noble.

Your figure at your thighs is like necklaces

– Craftsmanship in the hands of an artisan.

²Your navel is like a round bowl;

Let it not lack spiced wine.

Your stomach is a pile of wheat

Enclosed by lilies.

³Your two breasts are like two deer fawn

– Twins of the gazelle hind.

⁴Your neck is like a tower of ivory.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon

At the Gate of Bath-Rabbim.

Your nose is like the Tower of Lebanon,

Which looks out towards Damascus.

⁵Your head rests on you like Carmel,

And the locks of your head are like purple material;

The king is captivated by the shocks of hair.

⁶How beautiful you are and how delightful you are,

O love among the pleasures!

⁷This stature of yours is like a date palm,

And your breasts are like bunches of grapes.

⁸I said, ‘I will go up to the date palm;

I will take hold of its palm-branches.’

And now may your breasts become like bunches of grapes of the vine,

And the smell of your nose like apples.

⁹And your mouth is like good wine

Going straight to my beloved,

Flowing past the lips of the sleepy.”

¹⁰“I am my lover's,

And his desire is for me.

¹¹Come, my lover, let us go out into the countryside;

Let us lodge in the villages.

¹²Let us get up early to go to the vineyards;

Let us see whether the vine is blossoming,

Whether the vine blossom has opened,

Whether the pomegranates have flourished.

There I will give you my love.

¹³The mandrakes give a fragrance,

And at our gates are all kinds of exquisite fruit,

Both new and old, my lover,

Which I have stowed away for you.