1 Oh mely szépek a te lépéseid a sarukban,
2 A te köldököd, mint a kerekded csésze,
3 A te két emlõd, [mint] két õzike,
4 A te nyakad, mint az elefánttetembõl csinált torony;
5 A te fejed hasonló rajtad a Kármelhez,
6 Mely igen szép vagy és mely kedves,
7 Ez a te termeted hasonló a pálmafához,
8 Azt mondám: felhágok a pálmafára,
9 És a te ínyed, mint a legjobb bor,
10 Én az én szerelmesemé vagyok,
11 No, én szerelmesem, menjünk ki a mezõre,
12 Felkelvén menjünk a szõlõkbe,
13 A mandragórák illatoznak,
1 How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince's daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.
2 Thy navel is a round goblet, {which} wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;
3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle;
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, {like} the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus;
5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by {thy} ringlets!
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, {my} love, in delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples,
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ...That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.
10 I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.
11 -Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
12 We will go up early to the vineyards, We will see if the vine hath budded, {If} the blossom is opening, And the pomegranates are in bloom: There will I give thee my loves.
13 The mandrakes yield fragrance; And at our gates are all choice fruits, new and old: I have laid them up for thee, my beloved.