2 (H7:3) Sinun povesi on ympyriäinen malja, josta sekoviini älköön puuttuko; sinun uumasi on nisukeko, liljojen ympäröimä.

3 Sinun rintasi ovat kuin kaksi nuorta peuraa, kuin gasellin kaksoiset.

4 Sinun kaulasi on kuin norsunluinen torni. Sinun silmäsi kuin Hesbonin lammikot Bat-Rabbimin portin luona; sinun nenäsi on kuin Libanonin torni, joka katsoo Damaskoon päin.

7 Sinun vartesi on kuin palmupuu, ja sinun rintasi niinkuin rypäleet.

8 Minä ajattelin: nousen palmupuuhun, tartun sen oksiin; olkoot silloin rintasi niinkuin viinirypäleet ja henkesi tuoksu kuin omenain tuoksu.

12 Käykäämme varhain viinitarhoihin katsomaan, joko viiniköynnös versoo ja ummut aukeavat, joko kukkivat granaattipuut. Siellä annan sinulle rakkauteni.

1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!

Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

2 Thy body is like a round goblet,

Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:

Thy waist is like a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns

That are twins of a roe.

4 Thy neck is like the tower of ivory;

Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon,

By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon

Which looketh toward Damascus.

5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,

And the hair of thy head like purple;

The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou,

O love, for delights!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree,

And thy breasts to its clusters.

8 I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree,

I will take hold of the branches thereof:

Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy breath like apples,

9 And thy mouth like the best wine,

That goeth down smoothly for my beloved,

Gliding through the lips of those 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 field;

Let us lodge in the villages.

12 Let us get up early to the vineyards;

Let us see whether the vine hath budded,

And its blossom is open,

And the pomegranates are in flower:

There will I give thee my love.

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance;

And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old,

Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.