3 Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes;

your name is like perfume poured out.

No wonder the young women love you!

4 Take me away with you—let us hurry!

Let the king bring me into his chambers.

We rejoice and delight in you;

we will praise your love more than wine.

How right they are to adore you!

5 Dark am I, yet lovely,

daughters of Jerusalem,

dark like the tents of Kedar,

like the tent curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not stare at me because I am dark,

because I am darkened by the sun.

My mother’s sons were angry with me

and made me take care of the vineyards;

my own vineyard I had to neglect.

3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments

Thy name is as ointment poured forth,

Therefore do the virgins love thee.

4 Draw me, we will run after thee:

The king hath brought me into his chambers:

We will be glad and rejoice in thee,

We will remember thy love more than wine:

The upright love thee.

5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,

As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

6 Look not upon me, because I am black,

Because the sun hath looked upon me:

My mother’s children were angry with me;

They made me the keeper of the vineyards;

But mine own vineyard have I not kept.

3 How pleasing is your fragrance;

your name is like the spreading fragrance of scented oils.

No wonder all the young women love you!

4 Take me with you; come, let’s run!

The king has brought me into his bedroom.

How happy we are for you, O king.

We praise your love even more than wine.

How right they are to adore you.

5 I am dark but beautiful,

O women of Jerusalem—

dark as the tents of Kedar,

dark as the curtains of Solomon’s tents.

6 Don’t stare at me because I am dark—

the sun has darkened my skin.

My brothers were angry with me;

they forced me to care for their vineyards,

so I couldn’t care for myself—my own vineyard.

3 Because of the fragrance of your good ointments,

Your name is ointment poured forth;

Therefore the virgins love you.

4 Draw me away!

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.

Rightly do they love you.

5 I am dark, but lovely,

O daughters of Jerusalem,

Like the tents of Kedar,

Like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not look upon me, because I am dark,

Because the sun has tanned me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me;

They made me the keeper of the vineyards,

But my own vineyard I have not kept.

3 The smell of your perfume is pleasant,

and your name is pleasant like expensive perfume.

That’s why the young women love you.

4 Take me with you; let’s run together.

The king takes me into his rooms.

We will rejoice and be happy with you;

we praise your love more than wine.

With good reason, the young women love you.

5 I’m dark but lovely,

women of Jerusalem,

dark like the tents of Kedar,

like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Don’t look at how dark I am,

at how dark the sun has made me.

My brothers were angry with me

and made me tend the vineyards,

so I haven’t tended my own vineyard!

3 Thine oils have a goodly fragrance;

Thy name is as oil poured forth;

Therefore do the virgins love thee.

4 Draw me; we will run after thee:

The king hath brought me into his chambers;

We will be glad and rejoice in thee;

We will make mention of thy love more than of wine:

Rightly do they love thee.

5 I am black, but comely,

Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem,

As the tents of Kedar,

As the curtains of Solomon.

6 Look not upon me, because I am swarthy,

Because the sun hath scorched me.

My mother’s sons were incensed against me;

They made me keeper of the vineyards;

But mine own vineyard have I not kept.

3 Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee. 4 Draw me, we will run after thee! —The king hath brought me into his chambers—We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly. 5 I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon. 6 Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother’s children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.

3 better than the fragrance of cologne. 

(Cologne should be named after you.) 

No wonder the young women love you! 

4 Take me with you. Let’s run away. 

The king has brought me into his private rooms. 

We will celebrate and rejoice with you. 

We will praise your expressions of love more than wine. 

How right it is that the young women love you! 

5 Young women of Jerusalem, I am dark and lovely 

like Kedar’s tents, 

like Solomon’s curtains. 

6 Stop staring at me because I am so dark. 

The sun has tanned me. 

My brothers were angry with me. 

They made me the caretaker of the vineyards. 

I have not even taken care of my own vineyard. 

3 The fragrance of your perfume is intoxicating;

your name is perfume poured out.

No wonder young women adore you.

4 Take me with you —let us hurry.

Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers.

We will rejoice and be glad for you;

we will praise your love more than wine.

It is only right that they adore you.

5 Daughters of Jerusalem,

I am dark like the tents of Kedar,

yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not stare at me because I am dark,

for the sun has gazed on me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me;

they made me a keeper of the vineyards.

I have not kept my own vineyard.

3 your anointing oils are fragrant,

your name is perfume poured out;

therefore the maidens love you.

4 Draw me after you, let us make haste.

The king has brought me into his chambers.

We will exult and rejoice in you;

we will extol your love more than wine;

rightly do they love you.

5 I am black and beautiful,

O daughters of Jerusalem,

like the tents of Kedar,

like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not gaze at me because I am dark,

because the sun has gazed on me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me;

they made me keeper of the vineyards,

but my own vineyard I have not kept!

3 As fragrance, your perfumes are delightful;

your name is poured out perfume;

therefore young women love you.

4 Draw me after you, let us run!

May the king bring me into his chambers!

Let us be joyful and let us rejoice in you;

let us extol your love more than wine.

Rightly do they love you!

5 I am black but beautiful, O maidens of Jerusalem,

like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.

6 Do not gaze at me because I am black,

because the sun has stared at me.

The sons of my mother were angry with me;

they made me keeper of the vineyards,

but my own “vineyard” I did not keep.

3 The lotion you have on pleases me.

Your name is like perfume that is poured out.

No wonder the young women love you!

4 Take me away with you. Let us hurry!

King Solomon, bring me into your palace.”

The other women say,

“King Solomon, you fill us with joy. You make us happy.

We praise your love more than we praise wine.”

The woman says to the king,

“It is right for them to love you!

5 “Women of Jerusalem,

my skin is dark but lovely.

It is dark like the tents in Kedar.

It’s like the curtains of Solomon’s tent.

6 Don’t stare at me because I’m dark.

The sun has made my skin look like this.

My brothers burned with anger against me.

They made me take care of the vineyards.

I haven’t even taken care of my own vineyard.

3 “Your oils have a pleasing fragrance,

Your name is like purified oil;

Therefore the maidens love you.

4 “Draw me after you and let us run together!

The king has brought me into his chambers.”

“We will rejoice in you and be glad;

We will extol your love more than wine.

Rightly do they love you.”

5 “I am black but lovely,

O daughters of Jerusalem,

Like the tents of Kedar,

Like the curtains of Solomon.

6 “Do not stare at me because I am swarthy,

For the sun has burned me.

My mother’s sons were angry with me;

They made me caretaker of the vineyards,

But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.