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1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1Oh, I wish you were my brother, who nursed at my mother’s breasts. Then I could kiss you no matter who was watching, and no one would criticize me. |
2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2I would bring you to my childhood home, and there you would teach me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, my sweet pomegranate wine. |
3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3Your left arm would be under my head, and your right arm would embrace me. |
4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4Promise me, O women of Jerusalem, not to awaken love until the time is right. Young Women of Jerusalem |
5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5Who is this sweeping in from the desert, leaning on her lover? Young Woman I aroused you under the apple tree, where your mother gave you birth, where in great pain she delivered you. |
6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame. |
7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it. If a man tried to buy love with all his wealth, his offer would be utterly scorned. The Young Woman’s Brothers |
8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8We have a little sister too young to have breasts. What will we do for our sister if someone asks to marry her? |
9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9If she is a virgin, like a wall, we will protect her with a silver tower. But if she is promiscuous, like a swinging door, we will block her door with a cedar bar. Young Woman |
10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10I was a virgin, like a wall; now my breasts are like towers. When my lover looks at me, he is delighted with what he sees. |
11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-hamon, which he leases out to tenant farmers. Each of them pays a thousand pieces of silver for harvesting its fruit. |
12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12But my vineyard is mine to give, and Solomon need not pay a thousand pieces of silver. But I will give two hundred pieces to those who care for its vines. Young Man |
13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13O my darling, lingering in the gardens, your companions are fortunate to hear your voice. Let me hear it, too! Young Woman |
14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14Come away, my love! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices. |
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