| NET Bible | New Living Translation |
| 1Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending 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. |
| 2Your teeth are like a flock of newly-shorn sheep coming up from the washing place; each of them has a twin, and not one of them is missing. | 2Your teeth are as white as sheep, recently shorn and freshly washed. Your smile is flawless, each tooth matched with its twin. |
| 3Your lips are like a scarlet thread; your mouth is lovely. Your forehead behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. | 3Your lips are like scarlet ribbon; your mouth is inviting. Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil. |
| 4Your neck is like the tower of David built with courses of stones; one thousand shields are hung on it--all shields of valiant warriors. | 4Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes. |
| 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of the gazelle grazing among the lilies. | 5Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies. |
| 6Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee, I will go up 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. |
| 7You are altogether beautiful, my darling! There is no blemish in you! | 7You are altogether beautiful, my darling, beautiful in every way. |
| 8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions' dens and the mountain haunts of the 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. |
| 9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride! You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel 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. |
| 10How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine; the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice! | 10Your love delights me, my treasure, my bride. Your love is better than wine, your perfume more fragrant than spices. |
| 11Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride, honey and milk are under your tongue. 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. |
| 12You are a locked garden, my sister, my bride; you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain. | 12You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride, a secluded spring, a hidden fountain. |
| 13Your shoots are a royal garden full of pomegranates with choice fruits: henna with nard, | 13Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates with rare spices— henna with nard, |
| 14nard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon with every kind of spice, myrrh and aloes 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. |
| 15You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water flowing down from Lebanon. | 15You are a garden fountain, a well of fresh water streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains. Young Woman |
| 16Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind! Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell. May my beloved come into his garden and eat its delightful fruit! | 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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