Song of Solomon, 2

1. I am a flower of Sharon, a lily of the valley.

1. -I am the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valleys.

2. As a lily among thorns, so is my beloved among women.

2. -As a lily among the thistles, so is my beloved among girls.

3. As an apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my lover among men. I delight to rest in his shadow, and his fruit is sweet to my mouth.

3. -As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my love among young men. In his delightful shade I sit, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

4. He brings me into the banquet hall and his emblem over me is love.

4. He has taken me to his cellar, and his banner over me is love.

5. Strengthen me with raisin cakes, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.

5. Feed me with raisin cakes, restore me with apples, for I am sick with love.

6. His left hand is under my head and his right arm embraces me.

6. His left arm is under my head, his right embraces me.

7. I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and hinds of the field, Do not arouse, do not stir up love before its own time.

7. -I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, by all gazelles and wild does, do not rouse, do not wake my beloved before she pleases.

8. Hark! my lover-here he comes springing across the mountains, leaping across the hills.

8. BELOVED: I hear my love. See how he comes leaping on the mountains, bounding over the hills.

9. My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Here he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattices.

9. My love is like a gazelle, like a young stag. See where he stands behind our wall. He looks in at the window, he peers through the opening.

10. My lover speaks; he says to me, "Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come!

10. My love lifts up his voice, he says to me, 'Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.

11. "For see, the winter is past, the rains are over and gone.

11. For see, winter is past, the rains are over and gone.

12. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of pruning the vines has come, and the song of the dove is heard in our land.

12. 'Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season of glad songs has come, the cooing of the turtledove is heard in our land.

13. The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines, in bloom, give forth fragrance. Arise, my beloved, my beautiful one, and come!

13. The fig tree is forming its first figs and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance. Come then, my beloved, my lovely one, come.

14. "O my dove in the clefts of the rock, in the secret recesses of the cliff, Let me see you, let me hear your voice, For your voice is sweet, and you are lovely."

14. 'My dove, hiding in the clefts of the rock, in the coverts of the cliff, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.'

15. Catch us the foxes, the little foxes that damage the vineyards; for our vineyards are in bloom!

15. Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes that make havoc of the vineyards, for our vineyards are in fruit.

16. My lover belongs to me and I to him; he browses among the lilies.

16. My love is mine and I am his. He pastures his flock among the lilies.

17. Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen, roam, my lover, Like a gazelle or a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.

17. Before the day-breeze rises, before the shadows flee, return! Be, my love, like a gazelle, like a young stag, on the mountains of Bether.