5Who is this coming up from the wilderness

leaning on her beloved?

Under the apple tree I roused you;

there your mother conceived you,

there she who was in labor gave you birth.

6Place me like a seal over your heart,

like a seal on your arm;

for love is as strong as death,

its jealousy ^a unyielding as the grave.

It burns like blazing fire,

like a mighty flame. ^b

7Many waters cannot quench love;

rivers cannot sweep it away.

If one were to give

all the wealth of one’s house for love,

it ^c would be utterly scorned.

8We have a little sister,

and her breasts are not yet grown.

What shall we do for our sister

on the day she is spoken for?

9If she is a wall,

we will build towers of silver on her.

If she is a door,

we will enclose her with panels of cedar.

10I am a wall,

and my breasts are like towers.

Thus I have become in his eyes

like one bringing contentment.

11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon;

he let out his vineyard to tenants.

Each was to bring for its fruit

a thousand shekels ^d of silver.

12But my own vineyard is mine to give;

the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,

and two hundred ^e are for those who tend its fruit.

13You who dwell in the gardens

with friends in attendance,

let me hear your voice!

14Come away, my beloved,

and be like a gazelle

or like a young stag

on the spice-laden mountains.