| New American Standard Bible 1995 | New Living Translation |
| 1"How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Mount Gilead. | 1You are beautiful, my darling, beautiful beyond words. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead. |
| 2"Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. | 2Your teeth are as white as sheep, recently shorn and freshly washed. Your smile is flawless, each tooth matched with its twin. |
| 3"Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. | 3Your lips are like scarlet ribbon; your mouth is inviting. Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil. |
| 4"Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men. | 4Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes. |
| 5"Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies. | 5Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies. |
| 6"Until the cool of the day When the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. | 6Before the dawn breezes blow and the night shadows flee, I will hurry to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense. |
| 7"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you. | 7You are altogether beautiful, my darling, beautiful in every way. |
| 8"Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards. | 8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Come down from Mount Amana, from the peaks of Senir and Hermon, where the lions have their dens and leopards live among the hills. |
| 9"You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace. | 9You have captured my heart, my treasure, my bride. You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes, with a single jewel of your necklace. |
| 10"How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices! | 10Your love delights me, my treasure, my bride. Your love is better than wine, your perfume more fragrant than spices. |
| 11"Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. | 11Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. Your clothes are scented like the cedars of Lebanon. |
| 12"A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up. | 12You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride, a secluded spring, a hidden fountain. |
| 13"Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants, | 13Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates with rare spices— henna with nard, |
| 14Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices. | 14nard and saffron, fragrant calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes, and every other lovely spice. |
| 15"You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon." | 15You are a garden fountain, a well of fresh water streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains. Young Woman |
| 16"Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!" | 16Awake, north wind! Rise up, south wind! Blow on my garden and spread its fragrance all around. Come into your garden, my love; taste its finest fruits. |
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