I have comeבָּאתִיto my garden,לְגַנִּיmy sister,אֲחֹתִיbride;כַלָּהI have gatheredאָרִיתִיmy myrrhמוֹרִיwith my balsam;עִם בְּשָׂמִיI have eatenאָכַלְתִּיmy honeycombיַעְרִיwith my honey;עִם דִּבְשִׁיI have drunkשָׁתִיתִיmy wineיֵינִיwith my milk.עִם חֲלָבִיEat,אִכְלוּcompanions;רֵעִיםdrink,שְׁתוּand be drunkוְשִׁכְרוּwith love!דּוֹדִים
Iאֲנִיwas sleeping,יְשֵׁנָהbut my heartוְלִבִּיwas awake.עֵרThe voiceקוֹלof my belovedדּוֹדִיknocking!דוֹפֵק“Openפִּתְחִיto me,לִיmy sister,אֲחֹתִיmy companion,רַעְיָתִיmy dove,יוֹנָתִיmy perfect one,תַמָּתִיforשֶׁmy headרֹּאשִׁיis filledנִמְלָאwith dew,טָלmy curlsקְוֻּצּוֹתַיwith the dropsרְסִיסֵיof the night.”לָיְלָה
I have taken offפָּשַׁטְתִּי אֶתmy tunic;כֻּתָּנְתִּיhowאֵיכָכָהshall I put it on?אֶלְבָּשֶׁנָּהI have washedרָחַצְתִּי אֶתmy feet;רַגְלַיhowאֵיכָכָהshall I soil them?אֲטַנְּפֵם
My belovedדּוֹדִיputשָׁלַחhis handיָדוֹthrough the hole,מִן הַחֹרand my insidesוּמֵעַיwere stirredהָמוּfor him.עָלָיו
Iאֲנִיaroseקַמְתִּיto openלִפְתֹּחַto my beloved,לְדוֹדִיand my handsוְיָדַיdrippedנָטְפוּmyrrh,מוֹרand my fingersוְאֶצְבְּעֹתַיmyrrhמוֹרthat flows,עֹבֵרon the handlesעַל כַּפּוֹתof the bolt.הַמַּנְעוּל
Iאֲנִיopenedפָּתַחְתִּיto my beloved,לְדוֹדִיbut my belovedוְדוֹדִיhad slipped away,חָמַקhad gone on;עָבָרmy soulנַפְשִׁיwent outיָצְאָהwhen he spoke;בְדַבְּרוֹI sought himבִּקַּשְׁתִּיהוּbut did notוְלֹאfind him;מְצָאתִיהוּI called himקְרָאתִיוbut he did notוְלֹאanswer me.עָנָנִי
The watchmenהַשֹּׁמְרִיםwho go aroundהַסֹּבְבִיםin the cityבָּעִירfound me;מְצָאֻנִיthey struck me,הִכּוּנִיthey wounded me;פְצָעוּנִיthey took awayנָשְׂאוּmy mantleאֶת רְדִידִיfrom me,מֵעָלַיthe watchmenשֹׁמְרֵיof the walls.הַחֹמוֹת
I make you swear,הִשְׁבַּעְתִּי אֶתְכֶםdaughtersבְּנוֹתof Jerusalem,יְרוּשָׁלִָםifאִםyou findתִּמְצְאוּmy beloved,אֶת דּוֹדִיwhatמַהwill you tellתַּגִּידוּhim?לוֹThatשֶׁI amאָנִיsickחוֹלַתwith love.אַהֲבָה
Whatמַהis your belovedדּוֹדֵךְmore thanמִanother beloved,דּוֹדbeautiful oneהַיָּפָהamong women?בַּנָּשִׁיםWhatמַהis your belovedדּוֹדֵךְmore thanמִanother beloved,דּוֹדthatשֶׁthusכָּכָהyou make us swear?הִשְׁבַּעְתָּנוּ
My belovedדּוֹדִיis radiantצַחand ruddy,וְאָדוֹםdistinguishedדָּגוּלamong ten thousand.מֵרְבָבָה
His headרֹאשׁוֹis fine gold,כֶּתֶםpure gold;פָּזhis curlsקְוּצּוֹתָיוare palm clusters,תַּלְתַּלִּיםblackשְׁחֹרוֹתas the raven.כָּעוֹרֵב
His eyesעֵינָיוare like dovesכְּיוֹנִיםbesideעַלstreamsאֲפִיקֵיof water,מָיִםbathingרֹחֲצוֹתin milk,בֶּחָלָבsittingיֹשְׁבוֹתbeside the abundance.עַל מִלֵּאת
His cheeksלְחָיָוare like a garden bedכַּעֲרוּגַתof balsam,הַבֹּשֶׂםtowersמִגְדְּלוֹתof aromas;מֶרְקָחִיםhis lipsשִׂפְתוֹתָיוare lilies,שׁוֹשַׁנִּיםdrippingנֹטְפוֹתmyrrhמוֹרthat flows.עֹבֵר
His handsיָדָיוare cylindersגְּלִילֵיof goldזָהָבsetמְמֻלָּאִיםwith chrysolite;בַּתַּרְשִׁישׁhis bellyמֵעָיוa plateעֶשֶׁתof ivoryשֵׁןcoveredמְעֻלֶּפֶתwith sapphires.סַפִּירִים
His legsשׁוֹקָיוare pillarsעַמּוּדֵיof alabasterשֵׁשׁsetמְיֻסָּדִיםon basesעַל אַדְנֵיof pure gold;פָזhis appearanceמַרְאֵהוּis like Lebanon,כַּלְּבָנוֹןchoiceבָּחוּרas the cedars.כָּאֲרָזִים
His palateחִכּוֹis sweetness,מַמְתַקִּיםand all of himוְכֻלּוֹdesirable.מַחֲּמַדִּיםThisזֶהis my beloved,דוֹדִיand thisוְזֶהis my companion,רֵעִיdaughtersבְּנוֹתof Jerusalem.יְרוּשָׁלִָם