Song of Solomon 1

The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
[Beloved] Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.
Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. [Friends] We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! [Beloved] They are right to love you.
[Beloved] I am dark, but lovely, you daughters of Jerusalem, like Kedar’s tents, like Solomon’s curtains.
Don’t stare at me because I am dark, because the sun has scorched me. My mother’s sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven’t kept my own vineyard.
Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; For why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
[Lover] If you don’t know, most beautiful among women, follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds’ tents.
I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
We will make you earrings of gold, with studs of silver.
[Beloved] While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
[Lover] Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves.
[Beloved] Behold, you are beautiful, my beloved, yes, pleasant; and our couch is verdant.
[Lover] The beams of our house are cedars. Our rafters are firs.