Who will give you like a brother to me, nursing my mother's breasts? If I find you outside, I will kiss you; and they will not despise me.

I will lead you, I will bring you to my mother's house; she will teach me. I will give you wine to drink, from the juice of my pomegranate.

His left is under my head, and his right embraces me.

I have made you swear, daughters of Yerushalayim, why will you stir up and why will you awaken love until it desires?

Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you; there your mother was pained for you, there she who bore you was pained.

Set me like a seal on your heart, like a seal on your arm, because love is strong as death; jealousy is hard as Sheol. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a blazing flame.

Many waters cannot extinguish love, and rivers cannot flood it. If a man gives all the wealth of his house for love, they will despise him.

We have a sister who is small, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister on the day she is spoken about?

If she is a wall, we will build on her a fortress of silver; and if she is a door, we will cover her with a plank of cedar.

I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Then I was in his eyes like one who finds peace.

Shelomoh had a vineyard in Ba'al-hamon; he gave the vineyard to keepers; each one brings for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.

My vineyard, mine, is before me. The thousand are for you, Shelomoh, and two hundred for the keepers of its fruit.

You who dwell in the gardens, companions listen for your voice; make me hear.

Flee, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young deer on the mountains of spices.