1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 Like a lily among the thorns, so is my love among the maidens.
3 As an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the young men. In his shade ⌞I sat down with delight⌟, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4 He brought me to the house of the wine, and his intention was love toward me.
5 Sustain me with the raisins, refresh me with the apples, ⌞for I am lovesick⌟.
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
7 I adjure you, ⌞O maidens of Jerusalem⌟, by the gazelles or by the does of the field, do not arouse or awaken love until it pleases!
8 The voice of my beloved! Look! Here ⌞he⌟ comes leaping upon the mountains, bounding over the hills!
9 My beloved is like a gazelle or ⌞a young stag⌟. Look! ⌞He is⌟ standing behind our wall, gazing ⌞through⌟ the window, looking ⌞through⌟ the lattice.
10 My beloved answered and said to me, “⌞Arise⌟, my beloved! ⌞Come, my beauty⌟!
11 For look! The winter is over; ⌞the rainy season⌟ ⌞has turned and gone away⌟.
12 The blossoms ⌞appear⌟ ⌞in the land⌟; ⌞the time of singing has arrived⌟; the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree puts forth her figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give fragrance. ⌞Arise⌟, my beloved! ⌞Come, my beauty⌟!”
14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, ⌞in the secluded place⌟ ⌞in the mountain⌟, Let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.
15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes destroying vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom!
16 ⌞My beloved belongs to me and I belong to him⌟; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
17 Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved! ⌞Be like⌟ a gazelle or ⌞young stag⌟ on the cleft mountains.