1 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. 2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. 3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners. 5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead. 6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them. 7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks. 8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. 9 My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded. 12 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib. 13 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
1 你这女子中极美丽的啊！ 你的良人到哪里去了？你的良人转到哪里去了？让我们与你去寻找他吧！
2 我的良人下到自己的园中， 下到香花畦那里， 在园内细赏， 采摘百合花。
3 我属我的良人， 我的良人也属我； 他在百合花中细赏。
4 我的佳偶啊！ 你美丽如得撒， 秀丽如耶路撒冷， 威武如展开旗帜的军队。
5 请你转眼不要看我， 因为你的眼使我心动！ 你的头发如同从基列山下来的山羊群。
6 你的牙齿像一群母羊， 刚刚洗净上来那样洁白整齐； 它们成双成对， 没有单独一只的。
7 你的两颊在面纱后面， 如同切开的石榴。
8 虽有六十位王后， 八十位妃嫔， 并有无数的宫女；
9 唯独我的鸽子， 我的完全人， 是独一的； 是她母亲独一的宝贝， 是生养她者的宠儿。众女子看见她， 都称她为有福； 王后妃嫔见了， 也都赞赏她， 说：
10 "那出现如破晓的晨光， 美丽如月亮， 灿烂如日头， 威武有如展开旗帜的军队的是谁呢？"
11 我下到核桃园去， 看看谷中青绿的植物， 看看葡萄树发芽没有， 石榴树开花没有；
12 不知不觉之间， 我的心把我置于我尊贵的民的车中。
13 回来吧， 回来吧， 书拉密女啊！ 回来吧， 回来吧， 让我们看看你。你们为什么要看书拉密女， 像看两队兵跳舞呢？（本节在《马索拉抄本》为7:1）