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.