4:1   My darling, you are lovely, so very lovely-- as you look through your veil, your eyes are those of a dove. Your hair tosses about as gracefully as goats coming down from Gilead.

4:2   Your teeth are whiter than sheep freshly washed; they match perfectly, not one is missing.

4:3   Your lips are crimson cords, your mouth is shapely; behind your veil are hidden beautiful rosy cheeks.

4:4   Your neck is more graceful than the tower of David, decorated with thousands of warriors' shields.

4:5   Your breasts are perfect; they are twin deer feeding among lilies.

4:6   I will hasten to those hills sprinkled with sweet perfume and stay there till sunrise.

4:7   My darling, you are lovely in every way.

4:8   My bride, together we will leave Lebanon! We will say good-by to the peaks of Mount Amana, Senir, and Hermon, where lions and leopards live in the caves.

4:9   My bride, my very own, you have stolen my heart! With one glance from your eyes and the glow of your necklace, you have stolen my heart.

4:10   Your love is sweeter than wine; the smell of your perfume is more fragrant than spices.

4:11   Your lips are a honeycomb; milk and honey flow from your tongue. Your dress has the aroma of cedar trees from Lebanon.

4:12   My bride, my very own, you are a garden, a fountain closed off to all others.

4:13   Your arms are vines, covered with delicious fruits and all sorts of spices-- henna, nard,

4:14   saffron, calamus, cinnamon, frankincense, myrrh, and aloes --all the finest spices.

4:15   You are a spring in the garden, a fountain of pure water, and a refreshing stream from Mount Lebanon.

4:16   Let the north wind blow, the south wind too! Let them spread the aroma of my garden, so the one I love may enter and taste its delicious fruits.