1How beautiful your feet appear in your sandals, prince's daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
the work of the hands of a master craftsman.

2Your navel is like a round bowl;
may it never lack mixed wine.
Your belly is like a mound of wheat
encircled with lilies.

3Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.

4Your neck is like a tower of ivory;
your eyes are the pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower in Lebanon
that looks toward Damascus.

5Your head is on you like Carmel;
the hair on your head is dark purple.
The king is held captive by its tresses.

6How beautiful and how lovely you are,
my love, with delights! ⁵

7Your height is like that of a date palm tree,
and your breasts like clusters of fruit.

8I said, “I want to climb that palm tree;
I will take hold of its branches.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,
and may the fragrance of your nose be like apricots.

9May your palate be like the best wine,
flowing smoothly for my beloved,
gliding over the lips of those who sleep. ⁶The woman speaking to the man

10I am my beloved's,
and he desires me.

11Come, my beloved, let us go out into the countryside;
let us spend the night in the villages. ⁷

12Let us rise early to go to the vineyards;
let us see whether the vines have budded,
whether their blossoms have opened,
and whether the pomegranates are in flower.
There I will give you my love.

13The mandrakes give off their fragrance;
at the door where we are staying are all sorts of choice fruits, new and old,
that I have stored up for you, my beloved.