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Friends:
BelWhere has your lover gone,
BelBelmost beautifual of women?
BelWhich way did your lover turn,
BelBelthat we may look for him with you?

Beloved:
BelMy lover has gone down to his garden,
BelBelto the beds of spices,
Belto browse in the gardens
BelBeland to gather lilies.
BelI am my lover's and my lover is mine;
BelBelhe browses among the lilies.

Lover:
BelYou are beautifual, my darling, as Tirzah,
BelBellovely as Jerusalem,
BelBelmajestic as troops with banners.
BelTurn your eyes from me;
BelBelthey overwhelm me.
BelYour hair is like a flock of goats
BelBeldescending from Gilead.
BelYour teeth are like a flock of sheep
BelBelcoming up from the washing.
BelEach has its twin,
BelBelnot one of them is alone.
BelYour temples behind your veil
BelBelare like the halves of a pomegranate.
BelSixty queens there may be,
BelBeland eighty concubines,
BelBeland virgins beyond number;
Belbut my dove, my perfect one, is unique,
BelBelthe only daughter of her mother,
BelBelthe favorite of the one who bore her.
BelThe maidens saw here and called her
BelBelBelblessed;
BelBelthe queens and concubines praised
BelBelBelher.

Friends:
BelWho is this that appears like the dawn,
BelBelfair as the moon, bright as the sun,
BelBelmajestic as the stars in preocession?

Lover:
BelI went donw to the grove of nut trees
BelBelto look at the new growth in the
BelBelBelvalley,
Belto see if the vines had budded
BelBelor the pomegranates were in bloom.
BelBefore I realized it,
BelBelmy desire set me among the royal
BelBelBelchariots of my people.

Friends:
BelCome back, come back, O Shulammite;
BelBelcome back, come back, that we may
BelBelBelgaze on you!