Song of Solomon 2
1 I am [like] [MET] a flower/rose from the Sharon [Plain], and [like] [MET] a lily [that grows] in a valley.
I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2 Among the [other] young women, the one whom I love is like [MET] a lily [growing] among thorns!
As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3 And among [the other] men, you, the man who loves me, are like [MET] an apple/fruit tree [that grows] in the forest. [You are like a tree whose] shadow [protects me from the sun], and your [being close to me] [EUP] is like [MET] eating sweet fruit.
As an apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. Under its shadow I delighted to sit, and its fruit was sweet to my taste.
4 You led me to the (banquet room/room where we could make love), and it is evident that you love me very much.
He hath brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me is love.
5 Refresh me and strengthen me [with your lovemaking] [like I am refreshed by eating] [MET, EUP] raisins and other fruit, because I very much desire that you love me even more.
'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'
6 Put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.
Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
7 You young women of Jerusalem, solemnly promise me, while the does and gazelles [are listening], that you will not disturb us while we are making love until we are ready to quit.
'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
8 I hear the voice of the man who loves me. [It is as though] [MET] he is leaping over the mountains and skipping over the hills
Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9 like [SIM] a deer or a gazelle. Now he is standing outside the wall of our house, looking in the window, and peering through the (lattice/wooden strips inside the window frame).
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.
10 He spoke to me and said, “You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me [CHI]!
My beloved spoke, and said unto me: 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 Look, the (winter/cold season) is ended; the rain has stopped;
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12 flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 There are young/new figs on the fig trees, and there are blossoms on the grapevines and their fragrance fills the air. You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me!
The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14 [You are like] [MET] a dove that is hiding [far from me] in an opening/crack in the rocky cliff. Show me your face, and allow me to hear your voice, because your voice is sweet-sounding and your face is lovely [CHI].”
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.'
15 [There are other men who are like] [MET] little jackals/foxes that ruin vineyards; do not allow [those men to attack me].
'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'
16 You who love me, I belong to you and you belong to me, and you [experience pleasure when you kiss] my lips [like] [MET] a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.
My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.
17 You who love me, come and be like [SIM] a gazelle or like a young deer on the hills of Bether, and then flee like a deer at dawn [tomorrow morning], when the darkness fades.
Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
