2 {May you kiss me} {passionately with your lips}, for your love [is] better than wine.
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.
7 Tell me, [you] whom my {heart} loves, where do you pasture your flock, where do your sheep lie down at the noon? {For why should I be like} one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?
8 If you do not know, O fairest among women, follow {the tracks} of the flock, and pasture your little lambs beside the tents of the shepherds.
9 To a mare among the chariots of Pharaoh, I compare you, my beloved.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
11 We will make ornaments of gold for you with studs of silver.