1 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.2 Let Him kiss me with the kisses of His mouth; for Your love [is] better than wine.3 For Your ointments have a lovely fragrance; Your name is [as] oil poured out; therefore the virgins love You.4 Draw me, we will run after You, The King has brought me into his chambers; we will be glad and rejoice in You, we will remember Your love more than wine; the upright love You.5 I [am] black, but comely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.6 Do not look on me, that I [am] black, that the sun has looked on me. My mother's sons were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] my vineyard I have not kept.7 Tell me, [You] whom my soul loves, where do You feed, where do You lie down at noon? For why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of Your companions?8 If you know not, most beautiful among women, go in the footsteps of the flock; and feed your kids beside the shepherds' tents.9 O My love, I have compared you to My mares among Pharaoh's chariots.10 Your cheeks [are] beautiful with ornaments, your neck with chains.11 We will make you borders of gold with studs of silver.12 While the King is in His circle, my spikenard gives its smell.13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my Beloved to me. [He] shall lie all night between my breasts.14 My Beloved [is] to me [like] a cluster of henna in the vineyards of Engedi.15 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love; behold, you [are] beautiful; you [have] doves' eyes.16 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my Beloved, yea, pleasant. Also our bed [is] green.17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters are of fir.