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| 1I came to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gathered my myrrh with my spice, I ate my honeycomb with my honey, I drank my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love! | 1I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love. |
| 2I slept, but my heart was awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking. “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my locks with the drops of the night.” | 2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. There's a sound! My beloved is knocking. "Open up for me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night." |
| 3I had put off my garment; how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet; how could I soil them? | 3"I've taken off my clothes — am I supposed to put them on again? I've washed my feet— am I supposed to get them dirty again?" |
| 4My beloved put his hand to the latch, and my heart was thrilled within me. | 4My beloved reached out his hand for the latch. My feelings for him were aroused. |
| 5I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. | 5I got up to open the door, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handle of the lock. |
| 6I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had turned and gone. My soul failed me when he spoke. I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he gave no answer. | 6I opened the door for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away; he was gone! My very life went out when he departed. I searched for him, but couldn't find him. I called out to him, but he didn't answer. |
| 7The watchmen found me as they went about in the city; they beat me, they bruised me, they took away my veil, those watchmen of the walls. | 7The watchmen making their rounds through the city found me. They beat me, they bruised me. Those guarding the walls took my cloak from me. |
| 8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am sick with love. | 8I charge you, young women of Jerusalem, "If you find my beloved, what are you to tell him? Tell him that I'm weak with love." |
| 9What is your beloved more than another beloved, O most beautiful among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you thus adjure us? | 9What is so special about your beloved, most beautiful of women? What is so special about your beloved, that you charge us like this? |
| 10My beloved is radiant and ruddy, distinguished among ten thousand. | 10My beloved is dazzling, with a dark and healthy complexion, outstanding among ten thousand. |
| 11His head is the finest gold; his locks are wavy, black as a raven. | 11His head is pure gold, his hair is wavy, black like a raven. |
| 12His eyes are like doves beside streams of water, bathed in milk, sitting beside a full pool. | 12His eyes are like doves by streams of water, bathed in milk, mounted like jewels. |
| 13His cheeks are like beds of spices, mounds of sweet-smelling herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh. | 13His cheeks are like beds of spices, like towers of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with liquid myrrh. |
| 14His arms are rods of gold, set with jewels. His body is polished ivory, bedecked with sapphires. | 14His hands are rods of gold, set with beryl. His stomach is carved ivory, inlaid with sapphires. |
| 15His legs are alabaster columns, set on bases of gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as the cedars. | 15His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice like its cedars. |
| 16His mouth is most sweet, and he is altogether desirable. This is my beloved and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. | 16His mouth is sweetness, and all of him is desirable. This is my beloved, this is my friend, young women of Jerusalem! |
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