The Lover to His Beloved:
7:1 (7:2) How beautiful are your sandaled 1 feet,
O nobleman’s daughter! 2
The curves 3 of your thighs 4 are like jewels,
the work of the hands of a master craftsman.
7:2 Your navel 5 is a round mixing bowl 6 –
may it never lack 7 mixed wine! 8
Your belly 9 is a mound of wheat,
encircled 10 by lilies.
7:3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
7:4 Your neck is like a tower made of ivory. 11
Your eyes are the pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. 12
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
overlooking Damascus.
7:5 Your head crowns 13 you like Mount Carmel. 14
The locks of your hair 15 are like royal tapestries 16 –
the king is held captive 17 in its tresses!
7:6 How beautiful you are! How lovely,
O love, 18 with your delights! 19
The Lover to His Beloved:
7:7 Your stature 20 is like a palm tree, 21
and your breasts are like clusters of grapes. 22
7:8 I want 23 to climb the palm tree, 24
and take hold of its fruit stalks.
May your breasts be like the clusters of grapes, 25
and may the fragrance of your breath be like apricots! 26
7:9 May your mouth 27 be like the best wine,
flowing smoothly for my beloved,
gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together. 28
The Beloved about Her Lover:
7:10 I am my beloved’s,
and he desires me! 29