9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;l

you have stolen my heart

with one glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace.m

10 How delightfuln is your loveo, my sister, my bride!

How much more pleasing is your love than wine,p

and the fragrance of your perfumeq

more than any spice!

11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;

milk and honey are under your tongue.r

The fragrance of your garments

is like the fragrance of Lebanon.s

12 You are a gardent locked up, my sister, my bride;u

you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.v

13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranatesw

with choice fruits,

with hennax and nard,

14 nard and saffron,

calamus and cinnamon,y

with every kind of incense tree,

with myrrhz and aloesa

and all the finest spices.b

15 You areb a gardenc fountain,d

a well of flowing water

streaming down from Lebanon.

She

16 Awake, north wind,

and come, south wind!

Blow on my garden,e

that its fragrancef may spread everywhere.

Let my belovedg come into his garden

and taste its choice fruits.h