| S. S. 7:1 |
How beautiful are your footsteps in sandals, / O prince's daughter! / Your rounded thighs are like jewels, / The work of the hands of a skilled artist. |
| S. S. 7:2 |
Your navel is a round goblet / That never lacks mixed wine; / Your belly is a heap of wheat, / Fenced in by lilies. |
| S. S. 7:3 |
Your two breasts are like two fawns, / Twins of a gazelle. |
| S. S. 7:4 |
Your neck is like a tower of ivory; / Your eyes, [like] the pools in Heshbon / By the gate of Bath-rabbim; / Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, / Which faces Damascus. |
| S. S. 7:5 |
Your head upon you is like Carmel, / And the locks of your head like purple. / The king is fettered by [your] tresses. |
| S. S. 7:6 |
How beautiful and how pleasant in delights / You are, O love! |
| S. S. 7:7 |
This your stature is like a palm tree, / And your breasts are [like] the clusters. |
| S. S. 7:8 |
I said, I will climb the palm tree; / I will take hold of its branches; / And let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, / And the fragrance of your nose like apples, |
| S. S. 7:9 |
And the roof of your mouth like the best wine-- Going down smoothly for my beloved, / Gliding through the lips of those who sleep. |
| S. S. 7:10 |
I am my beloved's, / And his desire is for me. |
| S. S. 7:11 |
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; / Let us lodge in the villages. |
| S. S. 7:12 |
Let us rise up early for the vineyards; / Let us see if the vine has budded, / [If ] the blossom is open, / [If ] the pomegranates are in bloom; / There I will give you my love. |
| S. S. 7:13 |
The mandrakes give forth fragrance, / And over our doors are all choice fruits, / New as well as old. / [These,] my beloved, I have stored up for you. |