1 Oh that thou wert as my brother,

That sucked the breasts of my mother!

When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;

Yea, and none would despise me.

2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother’s house,

Who would instruct me;

I would cause thee 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 adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

That ye stir not up, nor awake my love,

Until he please.

5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness,

Leaning upon her beloved?

Under the apple-tree I awakened thee:

There thy mother was in travail with thee,

There was she in travail that brought thee forth.

6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart,

As a seal upon thine arm:

For love is strong as death;

Jealousy is cruel as Sheol;

The flashes thereof are flashes of fire,

A very flame of Jehovah.

7 Many waters cannot quench love,

Neither can floods drown it:

If a man would give all the substance of his house for love,

He would utterly be contemned.

8 We have a little sister,

And she hath 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 upon her a turret of silver:

And if she be a door,

We will inclose her with boards of cedar.

10 I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof:

Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.

11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon;

He let out the vineyard unto keepers;

Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.

12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:

Thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand,

And those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens,

The companions hearken for thy voice:

Cause me to hear it.

14 Make haste, my beloved,

And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart

Upon the mountains of spices.

1 但愿你像我的兄弟，

像吃我母亲奶的兄弟。

这样，我在外面遇见你，就可以吻你，

不会被人藐视。

2 我要引领你，

领你到我母亲家里去；从小她就教导我。

我要给你喝石榴汁酿的香酒。

3 他的左手托住我的头，

他的右手拥抱着我。

4 耶路撒冷的众女子啊！我恳求你们，

不要激动，不要挑动爱情，

等它自发吧。

5 那从旷野上来，

靠在她爱人身旁的是谁呢？

我在苹果树下唤醒了你；

在那里你的母亲怀了你；

在那里生育你的为你受生产的痛苦。

6 求你把我放在你心上如印记，

把我带在你臂上如戳印；

因为爱情像死亡一般的坚强；

嫉妒如阴间一般的坚稳；

它的烈焰是火的烈焰，

是非常猛烈的火焰。

7 爱情，众水不能熄灭，

洪流不能淹没；

如果有人拿自己家里所有的财产去换取爱情，

就必被藐视。

8 我们有一个小妹妹，

她的两乳还未发育完全；

有人来提亲的时候，

我们当为她怎样办理呢？

9 她若是墙，

我们就要在她上面建造银塔；

她若是门，

我们就要用香柏木板围护她。

10 我是墙，我的两乳像其上的塔；

我在他的眼中像寻得安乐的人。

11 所罗门在巴力．哈们有个葡萄园；

他把这葡萄园租给看守的人，

各人要为葡萄园所得的果子付一万一千四百克银子。

12 我自己的葡萄园却在我面前，

所罗门哪，一万一千四百克归给你，

二千二百八十克归给那些看守果子的人。

13 你这住在园中的啊！

我的同伴都在细听你的声音；

愿你使我也听见。

14 我的良人哪！愿你快来，

像羚羊或小鹿，

在香草山上！