^{1 Ref} How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:

^{2 Ref} Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.

^{3 Ref} Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth.

^{4 Ref} Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:

^{5 Ref} Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.

^{6 Ref} How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.

^{7 Ref} You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.

^{8 Ref} I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;

^{9 Ref} And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.

^{10 Ref} I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.

^{11 Ref} Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.

^{12 Ref} Let us go out early to the vine-gardens; let us see if the vine is in bud, if it has put out its young fruit, and the pomegranate is in flower. There I will give you my love.

^{13 Ref} The mandrakes give out a sweet smell, and at our doors are all sorts of good fruits, new and old, which I have kept for my loved one.

^{1 Ref} How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.

^{2 Ref} Your body is like a round goblet, No mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, Set about with lilies.

^{3 Ref} Your two breasts are like two fawns, That are twins of a roe.

^{4 Ref} Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

^{5 Ref} Your head on you is like Carmel, The hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in its tresses.

^{6 Ref} How beautiful and how pleasant are you, Love, for delights!

^{7 Ref} This, your stature, is like a palm tree, Your breasts like its fruit.

^{8 Ref} I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The smell of your breath like apples, Beloved

^{9 Ref} Your mouth like the best wine, That goes down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

^{10 Ref} I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.

^{11 Ref} Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.

^{12 Ref} Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, Its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.

^{13 Ref} The mandrakes give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have stored up for you, my beloved.