1 As the chorus of ‘Mahanaim.’ How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides [are] as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer. YLT — SongofSolomon 7:1
2 Thy waist [is] a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies, YLT — SongofSolomon 7:2
3 Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe, YLT — SongofSolomon 7:3
4 Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus, YLT — SongofSolomon 7:4
5 Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings! YLT — SongofSolomon 7:5
6 How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights. YLT — SongofSolomon 7:6
7 This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters. YLT — SongofSolomon 7:7
8 I said, ‘Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons, YLT — SongofSolomon 7:8
9 And thy palate as the good wine —’ Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged! YLT — SongofSolomon 7:9
10 I [am] my beloved's, and on me [is] his desire. YLT — SongofSolomon 7:10
11 Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field, YLT — SongofSolomon 7:11
12 We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves; YLT — SongofSolomon 7:12
13 The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee! YLT — SongofSolomon 7:13