1 ليتك كاخ لي الراضع ثديي امي فاجدك في الخارج واقبلك ولا يخزونني.2 واقودك وادخل بك بيت امي وهي تعلمني فاسقيك من الخمر الممزوجة من سلاف رماني.3 شماله تحت راسي ويمينه تعانقني.4 احلفكن يا بنات اورشليم ألا تيقظن ولا تنبهن الحبيب حتى يشاء5 من هذه الطالعة من البرية مستندة على حبيبها تحت شجرة التفاح شوقتك هناك خطبت لك امك هناك خطبت لك والدتك6 اجعلني كخاتم على قلبك كخاتم على ساعدك. لان المحبة قوية كالموت. الغيرة قاسية كالهاوة. لهيبها لهيب نار لظى الرب.7 مياه كثيرة لا تستطيع ان تطفئ المحبة والسيول لا تغمرها. ان اعطى الانسان كل ثروة بيته بدل المحبة تحتقر احتقارا8 لنا اخت صغيرة ليس لها ثديان. فماذا نصنع لاختنا في يوم تخطب9 ان تكن سورا فنبني عليها برج فضة. وان تكن بابا فنحصرها بألواح ارز10 انا سور وثدياي كبرجين. حينئذ كنت في عينيه كواجدة سلامة11 كان لسليمان كرم في بعل هامون. دفع الكرم الى نواطير كل واحد يؤدي عن ثمره الفا من الفضة.12 كرمي الذي لي هو امامي. الالف لك يا سليمان ومئتان لنواطير الثمر13 ايتها الجالسة في الجنات الاصحاب يسمعون صوتك فأسمعيني14 اهرب يا حبيبي وكن كالظبي او كغفر الايائل على جبال الاطياب

1 O that you were as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find you without, I would kiss you; yes, I should not be despised.2 I would lead you, and bring you into my mother' house, who would instruct me: I would cause you to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.5 Who is this that comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? I raised you up under the apple tree: there your mother brought you forth: there she brought you forth that bore you.6 Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which has a most vehement flame.7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.8 We have a little sister, and she has no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?9 If she be a wall, we will build on her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favor.11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: you, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.13 You that dwell in the gardens, the companions listen to your voice: cause me to hear it.14 Make haste, my beloved, and be you like to a roe or to a young hart on the mountains of spices.