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| 1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands. | 1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O nobleman's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a master craftsman. |
| 2Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks mixed wine. Your abdomen is a bundle of wheat, enclosed by lilies. | 2Your navel is a round mixing bowl--may it never lack mixed wine! Your belly is a mound of wheat, encircled by lilies. |
| 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. | 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. |
| 4Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon, beside the gate of Beth-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which faces Damascus. | 4Your neck is like a tower made of ivory. Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus. |
| 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your flowing locks are like purple, and a king could be captured in the dangling tresses. | 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. The locks of your hair are like royal tapestries--the king is held captive in its tresses! |
| 6How beautiful and lovely you are, you are love with its exquisite delights. | 6How beautiful you are! How lovely, O love, with your delights! |
| 7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. | 7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes. |
| 8I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples. | 8I want to climb the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit stalks. May your breasts be like the clusters of grapes, and may the fragrance of your breath be like apricots! |
| 9May your mouth be like good wine. May it go down smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones. | 9May your mouth be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together. |
| 10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. | 10I am my beloved's, and he desires me! |
| 11Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. | 11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages. |
| 12Let us go early to the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, whether the blossom has opened, whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I'll give you my love. | 12Let us rise early to go to the vineyards, to see if the vines have budded, to see if their blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom--there I will give you my love. |
| 13The mandrakes give off their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved. | 13The mandrakes send out their fragrance; over our door is every delicacy, both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover. |
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