Lover on the loose
1aHere I am. I’ve come into my garden,My woman, and my bride.
I’ve taken it all: myrrh and spice,
Honey. In fact, I took the entire honeycomb,
Wine and milk, too.
Friends
1bOh yeah. Eat and drink that lovin’.Eat your fill and drink till you’re love drunk.
Lady in love
2I was trying to sleep, but my mind kept racing. [1]I heard a knock and my lover’s voice.
"Open up, my lady, my darling,
My perfect little dove.
My head is wet with evening dew,
And my hair is soaked."
3But I had already undressed.
Was I supposed to get dressed again?
I had already washed my feet. [2]
Was I supposed to get them dirty again?
4My lover grabbed the door bolt.
I wanted him so badly. 5I rose to let my lover in.
I had dipped my hands in myrrh. [3]
Myrrh dripped from my fingers
And onto the door bolt.
6I opened the door
But my lover was gone.
My heart sank after what he had said.
I started looking for him, with no luck.
I called out for him, but he didn’t answer.
7Night guards patrolling the city found me.
They beat me and injured me.
Then they stole my cloak.
8Jerusalem women, I need your help.
If you find my lover
Tell him I love him so much
That I feel sick when we’re not together.
Ladies of Jerusalem
9Beautiful lady, what’s so special about your lover?Why would you ask us to tell him something like this?
Lady in love
10My lover is a handsome and healthy hunk of a man.A man like this comes along
Once in 10,000.
11The head on his shoulders is golden.
Pure gold.
His wavy locks hang like clusters of dates,
Raven black.
12His eyes are like doves
Resting by a stream,
Bathed in milk,
And set in place.
13His cheeks are like a bouquet of fragrant balsam, [4]
A display of sweet-smelling spices.
His lips are soft as lilies,
And dipped in myrrh.
14His arms are golden rods,
Inlaid with beryl [5] jewels.
His abs are chiseled ivory
Inlaid with sapphire jewels.
15His legs are columns of alabaster [6] stone,
Resting on pedestals of golden feet.
He stands in the majesty of Lebanon,
With its towering cedar forests.
16His mouth is delicious.
He’s a keeper.
Ladies of Jerusalem,
This is my lover,
And this is my friend.




