8:1   If you were my brother, I could kiss you whenever we happen to meet, and no one would say I did wrong.

8:2   I could take you to the home of my mother, who taught me all I know. I would give you delicious wine and fruit juice as well.

8:3   Put your left hand under my head and embrace me with your right arm.

8:4   Young women of Jerusalem, promise me by the power of deer and gazelles never to awaken love before it is ready.

8:5   Who is this young woman coming in from the desert and leaning on the shoulder of the one she loves? I stirred up your passions under the apple tree where you were born.

8:6   Always keep me in your heart and wear this bracelet to remember me by. The passion of love bursting into flame is more powerful than death, stronger than the grave.

8:7   Love cannot be drowned by oceans or floods; it cannot be bought, no matter what is offered. Their Friends Speak:

8:8   We have a little sister whose breasts are not yet formed. If someone asks to marry her, what should we do?

8:9   She isn't a wall that we can defend behind a silver shield. Neither is she a room that we can protect behind a wooden door.

8:10   I am a wall around a city, my breasts are towers, and just looking at me brings him great pleasure.

8:11   Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-Hamon, which he rents to others for a thousand pieces of silver each.

8:12   My vineyard is mine alone! Solomon can keep his silver and the others can keep their share of the profits.

8:13   You are in the garden with friends all around. Let me hear your voice!

8:14   Hurry to me, my darling! Run faster than a deer to mountains of spices.