1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2Like a lily among the thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. In his shade I delighted and sat, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
4He has brought me to the house of wine, and his banner over me is love.
5Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am sick with love.
6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me.
7I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, that you not awaken nor stir up love until it pleases.
8The voice of my beloved! Behold, this one comes, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, this one stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattices.
10My beloved answered and said to me: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11For behold, the winter has passed, the rain has passed, it has gone away.
12The blossoms appear in the land, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13The fig tree has ripened her green figs, and the vines in blossom give fragrance. Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the steep, show me your appearance, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your appearance is lovely."
15Seize for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, for our vineyards are in blossom.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his, who feeds among the lilies.
17Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, turn, my beloved; be like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.