5:1  I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse;
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine with my milk.

5:2  I sleep, but my heart is awake;
It is the voice of my beloved!
He knocks, saying,
" Open for me, my sister, my love,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is covered with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night."

5:3  I have taken off my robe;
How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet;
How can I defile them?

5:4  My beloved put his hand
By the latch of the door,
And my heart yearned for him.

5:5  I arose to open for my beloved,
And my hands dripped with myrrh,
My fingers with liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.

5:6  I opened for my beloved,
But my beloved had turned away and was gone.
My heart leaped up when he spoke.
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.

5:7  The watchmen who went about the city found me.
They struck me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls
Took my veil away from me.

5:8  I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
That you tell him I am lovesick!

5:9  What is your beloved
More than another beloved,
O fairest among women?
What is your beloved
More than another beloved,
That you so charge us?

5:10  My beloved is white and ruddy,
Chief among ten thousand.

5:11  His head is like the finest gold;
His locks are wavy,
And black as a raven.

5:12  His eyes are like doves
By the rivers of waters,
Washed with milk,
And fitly set.

5:13  His cheeks are like a bed of spices,
Banks of scented herbs.
His lips are lilies,
Dripping liquid myrrh.

5:14  His hands are rods of gold
Set with beryl.
His body is carved ivory
Inlaid with sapphires.

5:15  His legs are pillars of marble
Set on bases of fine gold.
His countenance is like Lebanon,
Excellent as the cedars.

5:16  His mouth is most sweet,
Yes, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
And this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem!