Song of Songs , CHAPTER 1
B Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth! More delightful is your love than wine!
Your name spoken is a spreading perfume- that is why the maidens love you.
Draw me!- D We will follow you eagerly! B Bring me, O king, to your chambers. D With you we rejoice and exult, we extol your love; it is beyond wine how rightly you are loved!
B I am as dark-but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem- As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Salma.
Do not stare at me because I am swarthy, because the sun has burned me. My brothers have been angry with me; they charged me with the care of the vineyards my own vineyard I have not cared for.
B Tell me, you whom my heart loves, where you pasture your flock, where you give them rest at midday, Lest I be found wandering after the flocks of your companions.
G If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, Follow the tracks of the flock and pasture the young ones near the shepherds' camps.
G To the steeds of Pharaoh's chariots would I liken you, my beloved
Your cheeks lovely in pendants, your neck in jewels.
We will make pendants of gold for you, and silver ornaments.
B For the king's banquet my nard gives forth its fragrance.
My lover is for me a sachet of myrrh to rest in my bosom.
My lover is for me a cluster of henna from the vineyards of Engedi.
G Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved, ah, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves!
B Ah, you are beautiful, my lover- yes, you are lovely. Our couch, too, is verdant;
the beams of our house are cedars, our rafters, cypresses.