1 The Song of Songs, that [is] of Solomon.10 Your cheeks have been lovely with garlands, your neck with chains.11 We make garlands of gold for you, with studs of silver!12 While the king [is] in his circle, || My spikenard has given its fragrance.13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my beloved to me, || Between my breasts it lodges.14 A cluster of cypress [is] my beloved to me, || In the vineyards of En-Gedi!15 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my friend, || Behold, you [are] beautiful, your eyes [are] doves!16 Behold, you [are] beautiful, my love, indeed, pleasant, || Indeed, our bed [is] green,17 The beams of our houses [are] cedars, || Our rafters [are] firs, I [am] a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, || For better [are] your loves than wine.3 For fragrance [are] your good perfumes. Perfume emptied out—your name, || Therefore have virgins loved you!4 Draw me: we run after you, || The king has brought me into his inner chambers, || We delight and rejoice in you, || We mention your loves more than wine, || Uprightly they have loved you!5 I [am] dark and lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, as tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.6 Do not fear me, because I [am] very dark, || Because the sun has scorched me, || The sons of my mother were angry with me, || They made me keeper of the vineyards, || My vineyard—my own—I have not kept.7 Declare to me, you whom my soul has loved, || Where you delight, || Where you lie down at noon, || For why am I as one veiled, || By the ranks of your companions?8 If you do not know, || O beautiful among women, || Go forth by the traces of the flock, || And feed your kids by the shepherds’ dwellings!9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared you, my friend,