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 flower of the plain, 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 companion 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 the apple among the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman among the sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.
4 You led me to the (banquet room/room where we could make love), and it is evident that you love me very much.
Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.
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.
Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I [am] wounded with love.
6 Put your left arm under my head and with your right arm hold me close.
His left [hand shall be] under my head, and his right hand shall 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 have charged you, you daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that you do not rouse or wake [my] love, until he 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
The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over 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 kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Baethel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.
10 He spoke to me and said, “You whom I love, get up; my beautiful one, come with me [CHI]!
My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.
11 Look, the (winter/cold season) is ended; the rain has stopped;
For, behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.
12 flowers are blooming throughout the country/land. It is now time to sing; we hear the doves cooing.
The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the voice of the turtle-dove has been 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 has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yes, come.
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].”
[You are] my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: show me your face, and cause me to hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your countenance is beautiful.
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 little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth tender grapes.
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 kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds [his flock] 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 dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be you like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.
