The king says to the Shulammite woman,

“You are like a prince’s daughter.

Your feet in sandals are so beautiful.

Your graceful legs are like jewels.

The hands of a skilled worker must have shaped them.

2 Your navel is like a round bowl

that always has mixed wine in it.

Your waist is like a mound of wheat

that is surrounded by lilies.

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.