^{1 Ref} Oh that you were my brother, who took milk from my mother's breasts! When I came to you in the street, I would give you kisses; yes, I would not be looked down on.

^{2 Ref} I would take you by the hand into my mother's house, and she would be my teacher. I would give you drink of spiced wine, drink of the pomegranate.

^{3 Ref} His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.

^{4 Ref} I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

^{5 Ref} Who is this, who comes up from the waste places, resting on her loved one? It was I who made you awake under the apple-tree, where your mother gave you birth; there she was in pain at your birth.

^{6 Ref} Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames.

^{7 Ref} Much water may not put out love, or the deep waters overcome it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would be judged a price not great enough.

^{8 Ref} We have a young sister, and she has no breasts; what are we to do for our sister in the day when she is given to a man?

^{9 Ref} If she is a wall, we will make on her a strong base of silver; and if she is a door, we will let her be shut up with cedar-wood.

^{10 Ref} I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers; then was I in his eyes as one to whom good chance had come.

^{11 Ref} Solomon had a vine-garden at Baal-hamon; he let out the vine-garden to keepers; every one had to give a thousand bits of silver for its fruit.

^{12 Ref} My vine-garden, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, will have the thousand, and those who keep the fruit of them two hundred.

^{13 Ref} You who have your resting-place in the gardens, the friends give ear to your voice; make me give ear to it.

^{14 Ref} Come quickly, my loved one, and be like a roe on the mountains of spice.

^{1 Ref} Oh that you were like my brother, Who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; Yes, and no one would despise me.

^{2 Ref} I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, Who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.

^{3 Ref} His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.

^{4 Ref} I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, That you not stir up, nor awaken love, Until it so desires. Friends

^{5 Ref} Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, Leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.

^{6 Ref} Set me as a seal on your heart, As a seal on your arm; For love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol; Its flashes are flashes of fire, A very flame of Yahweh.

^{7 Ref} Many waters can't quench love, Neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, He would be utterly scorned. Friends

^{8 Ref} We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister In the day when she is to be spoken for?

^{9 Ref} If she is a wall, We will build on her a turret of silver. If she is a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar. Beloved

^{10 Ref} I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, Then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

^{11 Ref} Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

^{12 Ref} My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; Two hundred for those who tend its fruit. Lover

^{13 Ref} You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, Let me hear your voice! Beloved

^{14 Ref} Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!

^{1 Ref} Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

^{2 Ref} I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,

^{3 Ref} His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

^{4 Ref} I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!

^{5 Ref} Who `is' this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge `that' bare thee.

^{6 Ref} Set me as a seal on thy heart, as a seal on thine arm, For strong as death is love, Sharp as Sheol is jealousy, Its burnings `are' burnings of fire, a flame of Jah!

^{7 Ref} Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down -- they tread upon it.

^{8 Ref} We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?

^{9 Ref} If she is a wall, we build by her a palace of silver. And if she is a door, We fashion by her board-work of cedar.

^{10 Ref} I `am' a wall, and my breasts as towers, Then I have been in his eyes as one finding peace.

^{11 Ref} Solomon hath a vineyard in Baal-Hamon, He hath given the vineyard to keepers, Each bringeth for its fruit a thousand silverlings;

^{12 Ref} My vineyard -- my own -- is before me, The thousand `is' for thee, O Solomon. And the two hundred for those keeping its fruit. O dweller in gardens!

^{13 Ref} The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,

^{14 Ref} Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!