1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
2Your body is like a round goblet, In which no mixed wine is lacking: Your waist is like a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
3Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a gazelle.
4Your neck is like the tower of ivory; Your eyes as the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus.
5Your head upon you is like Carmel, And the hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in its tresses.
6How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights!
7This your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters.
8I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches: Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the smell of your breath like apples,
9And your mouth like the best wine, That goes down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.
10I am my beloved’s; And his desire is toward me.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
12Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine has budded, And its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower: There I will give you my love.
13The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.