Your feet are beautiful,
and your thighs are like jewels.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Your navel is like a goblet filled with liquor,
and your belly is like a heap of wheat and lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Your breasts are like two fawns that are twins.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
that looks 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!
Your head is like Mount Carmel,
and you have purple hair.
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
Your breasts are like 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;
Your breath smells 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.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
The roof of your mouth is like the best wine,
causing sleeping people to speak.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Let's get up early and go to the vineyards,
where I'll give you my loves.