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1This is Solomon’s Song of Songs. [1]Lady in love
2Oh my goodness, kiss me in the mouth.Your love is sweeter than wine.
3And that fragrance you’re wearing. Exquisite!
But then, even your reputation is fragrant,
like the purest and most refined olive oil.
Is it any wonder the ladies want you?
4aLet’s get out of here!
Take me. We’ll run away together.
And we’re off, to my king’s bedroom. [2]
Friends to Gent in love
4bOh, we’re so happy for you.Wine couldn’t make us happier.
No wonder the women love you.
Lady in love
5I am black and beautiful.Dear ladies of Jerusalem, I’m like the dark tents of Kedar [3]
And the curtains of Solomon.
6Don’t look too closely at me.
The sun burned this darkness into my skin.
Here’s why. My brothers got mad at me.
So, they put me out in the sun, guarding the vineyard.
Well, I didn’t guard it. So there.
7Lover, where will you graze your flocks today?
Where will you rest in the grass at noontime? Give me directions.
Why should I have to put on a veil and go searching for you
Among the flocks of your friends?
Gent in love
8Prettiest woman in the world,If you don’t know where I’ll be, follow our tracks.
Bring your young goats along
And let them graze beside our tents.
9My sweet darling.
You’re like the champion mare
Among Pharaoh’s chariot corps of stallions.
10And those earrings.
Look how they enhance the beauty of your lovely cheeks.
The string of jewels does the same for your gorgeous neck.
11We’re going to load you up on more golden earrings
And silver necklaces.
Lady in love
12My king [4] rests on his cushions,While my perfume reaches out to touch him.
13My lover is a treasure of fragrant myrrh. [5]
He lays between my breasts all night long.
14My lover is a sweet bouquet of henna [6] blossoms
From the vineyards of En-gedi. [7]
Gent in love
15Darling, you are beautiful.Your eyes look as bright as those of a morning dove.
Lady in love
16Lover, I like what I see. So handsome.And such a sweet thing.
Let’s make our bed in the grass.
17Look up and see the huge cedar beams of our house.
Towering cypresses form the rafters of our roof. [8]




