2¹ I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. ² As a lily among brambles, so is my love among maidens.

³ As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. ⁴ He brought me to the banqueting house, and his intention toward me was love. ⁵ Sustain me with raisins, refresh me with apples; for I am faint with love. ⁶ O that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand embraced me! ⁷ I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the wild does: do not stir up or awaken love until it is ready!

⁸ The voice of my beloved! Look, he comes, leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills. ⁹ My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he stands behind our wall, gazing in at the windows, looking through the lattice. ¹⁰ My beloved speaks and says to me: "Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; ¹¹ for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. ¹² The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. ¹³ The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹⁴ O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. ¹⁵ Catch us the foxes, the little foxes, that ruin the vineyards- for our vineyards are in blossom." ¹⁶ My beloved is mine and I am his; he pastures his flock among the lilies. ¹⁷ Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle or a young stag on the cleft mountains.

2¹ I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. ² As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

³ As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat [1] down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. ⁴ He brought me to the banqueting [2] house, and his banner over me was love. ⁵ Stay me with flagons, comfort [3] me with apples: for I am sick of love. ⁶ His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. ⁷ I charge [4] you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

⁸ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. ⁹ My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing [5] himself through the lattice. ¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. ¹¹ For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; ¹² The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; ¹³ The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹⁴ O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. ¹⁵ Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. ¹⁶ My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies. ¹⁷ Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. [6]

2¹ I'm just a wildflower picked from the plains of Sharon, a lotus blossom from the valley pools. ² A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds - that's my dear friend among the girls in the village.

³ As an apricot tree stands out in the forest, my lover stands above the young men in town. All I want is to sit in his shade, to taste and savor his delicious love. ⁴ He took me home with him for a festive meal, but his eyes feasted on me! ⁵ Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat - and quickly! Apricots, raisins - anything. I'm about to faint with love! ⁶ His left hand cradles my head, and his right arm encircles my waist! ⁷ Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem, by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer: Don't excite love, don't stir it up, until the time is ripe - and you're ready.

⁸ Look! Listen! There's my lover! Do you see him coming? Vaulting the mountains, leaping the hills. ⁹ My lover is like a gazelle, graceful; like a young stag, virile. Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate, all ears, all eyes - ready! ¹⁰ My lover has arrived and he's speaking to me! Get up, my dear friend, fair and beautiful lover - come to me! ¹¹ Look around you: Winter is over; the winter rains are over, gone! ¹² Spring flowers are in blossom all over. The whole world's a choir - and singing! Spring warblers are filling the forest with sweet arpeggios. ¹³ Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed, and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms. Oh, get up, dear friend, my fair and beautiful lover - come to me!

¹⁴ Come, my shy and modest dove - leave your seclusion, come out in the open. Let me see your face, let me hear your voice. For your voice is soothing and your face is ravishing. ¹⁵ Then you must protect me from the foxes, foxes on the prowl, Foxes who would like nothing better than to get into our flowering garden. ¹⁶ My lover is mine, and I am his. Nightly he strolls in our garden, Delighting in the flowers ¹⁷ until dawn breathes its light and night slips away. Turn to me, dear lover. Come like a gazelle. Leap like a wild stag on delectable mountains!