1 Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?2 My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.3 I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.5 Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.7 Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.8 There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.9 My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.10 Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.12 Before I was conscious of it, ...13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.

1 [ Sponsa Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum,ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.2 Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi,qui pascitur inter lilia.3 Sponsus Pulchra es, amica mea ;suavis, et decora sicut Jerusalem ;terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.4 Averte oculos tuos a me,quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt.Capilli tui sicut grex caprarumqu apparuerunt de Galaad.5 Dentes tui sicut grex oviumqu ascenderunt de lavacro :omnes gemellis ftibus,et sterilis non est in eis.6 Sicut cortex mali punici, sic gen tu,absque occultis tuis.7 Sexaginta sunt regin, et octoginta concubin,et adolescentularum non est numerus.8 Una est columba mea, perfecta mea,una est matris su, electa genetrici su.Viderunt eam fili, et beatissimam prdicaverunt ;regin et concubin, et laudaverunt eam.9 Qu est ista qu progreditur quasi aurora consurgens,pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol,terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata ?10 Sponsa Descendi in hortum nucum,ut viderem poma convallium,et inspicerem si floruisset vinea,et germinassent mala punica.11 Nescivi : anima mea conturbavit me,propter quadrigas Aminadab.12 Chorus Revertere, revertere, Sulamitis !revertere, revertere ut intueamur te.]