1 I am a rose of Sharon,

A lily of the valleys.

2 As a lily among thorns,

So is my love among the daughters.

3 As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood,

So is my beloved among the sons.

I sat down under his shadow with great delight,

And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

4 He brought me to the banqueting-house,

And his banner over me was love.

5 Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples;

For I am sick from love.

6 His left hand is under my head,

And his right hand doth embrace me.

7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,

By the roes, or by the hinds of the field,

That ye stir not up, nor awake my love,

Until he please.

8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh,

Leaping upon the mountains,

Skipping upon the hills.

9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:

Behold, he standeth behind our wall;

He looketh in at the windows;

He glanceth through the lattice.

10 My beloved spake, and said unto me,

Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11 For, lo, the winter is past;

The rain is over and gone;

12 The flowers appear on the earth;

The time of the singing of birds is come,

And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;

13 The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs,

And the vines are in blossom;

They give forth their fragrance.

Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,

In the covert of the steep place,

Let me see thy countenance,

Let me hear thy voice;

For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

15 Take us the foxes, the little foxes,

That spoil the vineyards;

For our vineyards are in blossom.

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his:

He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

17 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,

Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart

Upon the mountains of Bether.

1 Én Sáronnak rózsája [vagyok,] és a völgyek lilioma.

2 Mint a liliom a tövisek közt,

3 Mint az almafa az erdõnek fái közt,

4 Bevisz engem a borozó házba,

5 Erõsítsetek engem szõlõvel,

6 Az õ balkeze az én fejem alatt van,

7 Kényszerítlek titeket, Jeruzsálemnek leányai,

8 Az én szerelmesemnek szavát [hallom], ímé, õ jõ,

9 Hasonlatos az én szerelmesem az õzhöz, vagy a szarvasoknak fiához.

10 Szóla az én szerelmesem nékem, és monda:

11 Mert ímé a tél elmult,

12 Virágok láttatnak a földön,

13 A fügefa érleli elsõ gyümölcsét,

14 Én galambom, a kõsziklának hasadékiban,

15 Fogjátok meg nékünk a rókákat, a rókafiakat,

16 Az én szerelmesem enyém, és én az övé,

17 Míglen meghûsül a nap és az árnyékok elmúlnak: