3 Your breasts are like two fawns,

like twin fawns of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon

by the gate of Bath Rabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

looking toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.

Your hair is like royal tapestry;

the king is held captive by its tresses.

6 How beautiful you are and how pleasing,

my love, with your delights!

7 Your stature is like that of the palm,

and your breasts like clusters of fruit.

8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree;

I will take hold of its fruit.”

May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,

the fragrance of your breath like apples,

9 and your mouth like the best wine.

May the wine go straight to my beloved,

flowing gently over lips and teeth.

10 I belong to my beloved,

and his desire is for me.

3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,

which looks toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Carmel,

and your flowing locks are like purple;

a king is held captive in the tresses.

6 How beautiful and pleasant you are,

O loved one, with all your delights!

7 Your stature is like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters.

8 I say I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its fruit.

Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,

9 and your mouth like the best wine.

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

gliding over lips and teeth.

10 I am my beloved’s,

and his desire is for me.

3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory;

Thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:

Thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,

And the hair of thine head like purple;

The king is held in the galleries.

6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree,

And thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree,

I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

Now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy nose like apples;

9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine

For my beloved, that goeth down sweetly,

Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

3 Your breasts are like two fawns,

twin fawns of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower.

Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon

overlooking Damascus.

5 Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel,

and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty.

The king is held captive by its tresses.

6 Oh, how beautiful you are!

How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!

7 You are slender like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.

8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”

May your breasts be like grape clusters,

and the fragrance of your breath like apples.

9 May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—

10 Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover,

flowing gently over lips and teeth.

I am my lover’s,

and he claims me as his own.

3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

Twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower,

Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon

By the gate of Bath Rabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

Which looks toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,

And the hair of your head is like purple;

A king is held captive by your tresses.

6 How fair and how pleasant you are,

O love, with your delights!

7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree,

And your breasts like its clusters.

8 I said, “I will go up to the palm tree,

I will take hold of its branches.”

Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

The fragrance of your breath like apples,

9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine.

The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved,

Moving gently the lips of sleepers.

10 I am my beloved’s,

And his desire is toward me.

3 Your breasts are like two fawns,

like twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon

near the gate of Bath Rabbim.

Your nose is like the mountain of Lebanon

that looks down on Damascus.

5 Your head is like Mount Carmel,

and your hair is like purple cloth;

the king is captured in its folds.

6 You are beautiful and pleasant;

my love, you are full of delights.

7 You are tall like a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its bunches of fruit.

8 I said, “I will climb up the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”

Let your breasts be like bunches of grapes,

the smell of your breath like apples,

9 and your mouth like the best wine.

Let this wine go down sweetly for my lover;

may it flow gently past the lips and teeth.

10 I belong to my lover,

and he desires only me.

3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle; 4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; Thine eyes, like the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose like the tower of Lebanon, Which looketh toward Damascus; 5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by thy ringlets! 6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, my love, in delights! 7 This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters. 8 I said, I will go up to the palm-tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof; And thy breasts shall indeed be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy nose like apples, 9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, …That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.

10 I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me.

3 Your breasts are like two fawns, 

twins of a gazelle. 

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. 

Your eyes are like pools in Heshbon, pools by the gate of Bath Rabbim. 

Your nose is like a Lebanese tower facing Damascus. 

5 You hold your head as high as Mount Carmel. 

Your dangling curls are royal beauty. 

Your flowing locks could hold a king captive. 

6 How beautiful and charming you are, my love, with your elegance. 

7 Young woman, 

your figure is like a palm tree, 

and your breasts are like its clusters. 

8 I thought, “I will climb the palm tree 

and take hold of its fruit.” 

May your breasts be like clusters on the vine. 

May the fragrance of your breath be like apples. 

9 May your mouth taste like the best wine … 

… that goes down smoothly to my beloved 

and glides over the lips of those about to sleep.

10 I am my beloved’s, and he longs for me. 

3 Your breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory,

your eyes like pools in Heshbon

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

looking toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,

the hair of your head like purple cloth—

a king could be held captive in your tresses.

6 How beautiful you are and how pleasant,

my love, with such delights!

7 Your stature is like a palm tree;

your breasts are clusters of fruit.

8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and take hold of its fruit.”

May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,

and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.

9 Your mouth is like fine wine —

flowing smoothly for my love,

gliding past my lips and teeth!

10 I belong to my love,

and his desire is for me.

3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,

overlooking Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Carmel,

and your flowing locks are like purple;

a king is held captive in the tresses.

6 How fair and pleasant you are,

O loved one, delectable maiden!

7 You are stately as a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters.

8 I say I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its branches.

O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,

9 and your kisses like the best wine

that goes down smoothly,

gliding over lips and teeth.

10 I am my beloved’s,

and his desire is for me.

3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory;

your eyes are pools in Heshbon at the gate of Beth Rabbim.

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon

looking out over Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Carmel;

the flowing locks of your head are like purple tapestry;

a king is held captive in the tresses!

6 How beautiful you are and how pleasant,

O loved one in the delights!

7 Your stature is like the palm tree,

and your breasts are like clusters.

8 I say, “I will climb up the palm tree;

I will lay hold of its fruit clusters.”

Let your breasts be pleasing like clusters of the vine

and the scent of your breath like the apples.

9 Your palate is like the best wine that goes down for my beloved,

smoothly gliding over my lips and teeth.

10 I belong to my beloved,

and he desires me!

3 Your two breasts are lovely.

They are like two young antelopes.

4 Your neck is smooth and beautiful like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon

by the gate of Bath Rabbim.

Your nose is like the towering mountains of Lebanon

that face the city of Damascus.

5 Your head is like a crown on you.

It is as beautiful as Mount Carmel.

Your hair is as smooth as purple silk.

I am captured by your flowing curls.

6 You are so beautiful! You please me so much!

You are so delightful, my love!

7 You are as graceful as a palm tree.

Your breasts are as sweet as the freshest fruit.

8 I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree.

I’ll take hold of its fruit.’

May your breasts be as sweet as the fruit on the vine.

May your breath smell like the tastiest apples.

9 May your lips be like the finest wine.”

The woman says,

“May my wine go straight to you, my love.

May it flow gently over our lips as we sleep.

10 “I belong to you, my love.

And you long for me.

3 “Your two breasts are like two fawns,

Twins of a gazelle.

4 “Your neck is like a tower of ivory,

Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon

By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,

Which faces toward Damascus.

5 “Your head crowns you like Carmel,

And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads;

The king is captivated by your tresses.

6 “How beautiful and how delightful you are,

My love, with all your charms!

7 “Your stature is like a palm tree,

And your breasts are like its clusters.

8 “I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,

I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’

Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

And the fragrance of your breath like apples,

9 And your mouth like the best wine!”

“It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.

10 “I am my beloved’s,

And his desire is for me.