1 Young Women Where has your love gone, most beautiful of women? Which way has he Lit your love turned? We will seek him with you.2 Woman My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.3 I am my love’s and my love is mine; he feeds among the lilies.4 Man You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners.5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they captivate me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes coming up from washing, each one having a twin, and not one missing. Lit and no one bereaved among them 7 Behind your veil, your brow Or temple, or cheek, or lips is like a slice of pomegranate.8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines and young women Or and virgins ; Sg 1:3 without number.9 But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique; she is the favorite of her mother, perfect to the one who gave her birth. Women see her and declare her fortunate; queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:10 Who is this who shines like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners?11 Woman I came down to the walnut grove to see the blossoms of the valley, to see if the vines were budding and the pomegranates blooming.12 I didn’t know what was happening to me. I felt like I was in a chariot with a nobleman. Hb obscure 13 Young Women Come back, come back, Shulammite! Or the perfect one, or the peaceable one Come back, come back, that we may look at you! Man How you gaze at the Shulammite, as you look at the dance of the two camps! Or dance of Mahanaim