The king says to the Shulammite woman
1“You are so beautiful, my love!
So beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are like doves.
Your hair flows like a flock of black goats
coming down from the hills of Gilead.
2Your teeth are as clean as a flock of sheep.
Their wool has just been clipped.
They have just come up from being washed.
Each of your teeth has its twin.
Not one of them is alone.
3Your lips are like a bright red ribbon.
Your mouth is so lovely.
Your cheeks behind your veil
are like the halves of a pomegranate.
4Your neck is strong and beautiful like the tower of David.
That tower is built with rows of stones.
A thousand shields are hanging on it.
All of them belong to mighty soldiers.
5Your breasts are lovely.
They are like two young antelopes
that eat among the lilies.
6I will go to the mountain of myrrh.
I’ll go to the hill of incense.
I’ll stay there until the day begins
and the shadows fade away.
7Every part of you is so beautiful, my love.
There is no flaw in you.
8“Come with me from Lebanon, my bride.
Come with me from Lebanon.
Come down from the top of Mount Amana.
Come down from the top of Senir.
Come to me from the peak of Mount Hermon.
Leave the dens where the lions live.
Leave the places in the mountains where the leopards stay.
9My bride, you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes.
My sister, you have stolen my heart
with one jewel in your necklace.
10My bride, your love is so delightful.
My sister, your love makes me happier than wine does.
Your perfume smells better than any spice.
11Your lips are as sweet as honey, my bride.
Milk and honey are under your tongue.
Your clothes smell like the cedar trees in Lebanon.
12My bride, you are like a garden that is locked up.
My sister, you are like a spring of water that has a fence around it.
You are like a fountain that is sealed up.
13You are like trees whose branches are loaded
with pomegranates, fine fruits, henna and nard,
14with nard and saffron, cane and cinnamon.
You are like every kind of incense tree.
You have myrrh, aloes
and all the finest spices.
15You are like a fountain in a garden.
You are like a well of flowing water
streaming down from Lebanon.”
The woman says
16“Wake up, north wind!
Come, south wind!
Blow on my garden.
Then its sweet smell will spread everywhere.
Let my love come into his garden.
Let him taste its fine fruits.”
Lalaki
1Napakaganda mo, O irog ko. Ang mga mata mong natatakpan ng belo ay parang mga mata ng kalapati. Ang buhok moʼy parang kawan ng kambing na pababa sa Bundok ng Gilead. 2Ang mga ngipin moʼy kasimputi ng tupang bagong gupit at pinaliguan. Buong-buo at maganda ang pagkakahanay. 3Ang mga labi moʼy parang pulang laso, tunay ngang napakaganda. Ang mga pisngi mong natatakpan ng beloʼy mamula-mula na parang bunga ng pomegranata. 4Ang leeg moʼy kasingganda ng tore ni David. Napapalamutian ng kwintas na tila isang libong kalasag ng mga kawal. 5Ang dibdib moʼy kasing tikas ng tindig ng kambal na batang usa na nanginginain sa gitna ng mga liryo. 6Bago magbukang-liwayway at bago mawala ang dilim, mananatili ako sa dibdib mong tila mga bundok na pinabango ng mira at insenso. 7O irog ko, ang lahat sa iyoʼy maganda. Walang maipipintas sa iyo.
8O aking magiging kabiyak, sumama ka sa akin mula sa Lebanon. Bumaba tayo mula sa tuktok ng mga bundok ng Amana, Senir at Hermon, na tinitirhan ng mga leopardo at leon. 9O irog ko na aking magiging kabiyak, sa isang sulyap mo lamang at sa pang-akit ng iyong kwintas na napapalamutian ng iisang bato ay nabihag mo na ang aking puso. 10Ang pag-ibig mo aking irog ay walang kasingtamis. O aking magiging kabiyak, higit pa ito kaysa sa masarap na inumin. Ang samyo ng iyong pabangoʼy mas mabango kaysa sa lahat ng pabango. 11Ang mga labi mo, aking magiging kabiyak ay kasintamis ng pulot. Ang dila moʼy tila may gatas at pulot. At ang damit moʼy kasimbango ng mga puno ng sedro sa Lebanon. 12O irog ko, aking magiging kabiyak, tulad ka ng isang halamanan na may bukal at nababakuran. 13Ang mga punoʼy namumunga ng pomegranata at iba pang mga piling bunga. Sagana ito sa halamang henna, nardo, 14safron, kalamo at sinamon, maging ng ibaʼt ibang klase ng insenso, mira, aloe at iba pang mamahaling pabango. 15Tulad ka ng isang hardin na may bukal na umaagos mula sa mga kabundukan ng Lebanon.
Babae
16Kayong hanging amihan at habagat, umihip kayo sa aking hardin upang kumalat ang bango nito. Papuntahin ang aking mahal sa kanyang hardin upang kainin ang mga piling bunga nito.
