שִׁיר הַשִּׁירִים 4

1 הִנָּ֨ךְ יָפָ֤ה רַעְיָתִי֙ הִנָּ֣ךְ יָפָ֔ה עֵינַ֣יִךְ יֹונִ֔ים מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵ֑ךְ שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הָֽעִזִּ֔ים שֶׁגָּלְשׁ֖וּ מֵהַ֥ר גִּלְעָֽד׃

How beautiful you look, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair flows down like a flock of goats descending Mount Gilead.

2 שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ כְּעֵ֣דֶר הַקְּצוּבֹ֔ות שֶׁעָל֖וּ מִן־הָרַחְצָ֑ה שֶׁכֻּלָּם֙ מַתְאִימֹ֔ות וְשַׁכֻּלָ֖ה אֵ֥ין בָּהֶֽם׃

Your teeth are as white as a flock of sheep that are just shorn and washed. None of them are missing—they are all perfectly matched.

3 כְּח֤וּט הַשָּׁנִי֙ שִׂפְתֹתַ֔יִךְ וּמִדְבָּרֵ֖יךְ נָאוֶ֑ה כְּפֶ֤לַח הָֽרִמֹּון֙ רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ מִבַּ֖עַד לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃

Your lips are as red as scarlet thread. Your mouth is gorgeous. Your cheeks are the blushing color of pomegranates behind your veil.

4 כְּמִגְדַּ֤ל דָּוִיד֙ צַוָּארֵ֔ךְ בָּנ֖וּי לְתַלְפִּיֹּ֑ות אֶ֤לֶף הַמָּגֵן֙ תָּל֣וּי עָלָ֔יו כֹּ֖ל שִׁלְטֵ֥י הַגִּבֹּורִֽים׃

Your neck is as tall and shapely as David's tower, with your necklaces like the hanging shields of a thousand warriors.

5 שְׁנֵ֥י שָׁדַ֛יִךְ כִּשְׁנֵ֥י עֳפָרִ֖ים תְּאֹומֵ֣י צְבִיָּ֑ה הָרֹועִ֖ים בַּשֹּׁושַׁנִּֽים׃

Your breasts are like two fawns, two gazelles feeding among the lilies.

6 עַ֤ד שֶׁיָּפ֙וּחַ֙ הַיֹּ֔ום וְנָ֖סוּ הַצְּלָלִ֑ים אֵ֤לֶךְ לִי֙ אֶל־הַ֣ר הַמֹּ֔ור וְאֶל־גִּבְעַ֖ת הַלְּבֹונָֽה׃

Before the morning breezes blow and the shadows disappear, I must hurry to those mountains of myrrh and frankincense.

7 כֻּלָּ֤ךְ יָפָה֙ רַעְיָתִ֔י וּמ֖וּם אֵ֥ין בָּֽךְ׃ ס

You are incredibly beautiful, my darling—you are absolutely flawless!

8 אִתִּ֤י מִלְּבָנֹון֙ כַּלָּ֔ה אִתִּ֖י מִלְּבָנֹ֣ון תָּבֹ֑ואִי תָּשׁ֣וּרִי ׀ מֵרֹ֣אשׁ אֲמָנָ֗ה מֵרֹ֤אשׁ שְׂנִיר֙ וְחֶרְמֹ֔ון מִמְּעֹנֹ֣ות אֲרָיֹ֔ות מֵֽהַרְרֵ֖י נְמֵרִֽים׃

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come from Lebanon. Come down from the peak of Amana, from the peaks of Senir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains where leopards live.

9 לִבַּבְתִּ֖נִי אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה לִבַּבְתִּ֙ינִי֙ בְּאַחַד (בְּאַחַ֣ת) מֵעֵינַ֔יִךְ בְּאַחַ֥ד עֲנָ֖ק מִצַּוְּרֹנָֽיִךְ׃

You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride. With just one look you stole my heart, with just one sparkle from a single one of your necklaces.

10 מַה־יָּפ֥וּ דֹדַ֖יִךְ אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה מַה־טֹּ֤בוּ דֹדַ֙יִךְ֙ מִיַּ֔יִן וְרֵ֥יחַ שְׁמָנַ֖יִךְ מִכָּל־בְּשָׂמִֽים׃

How wonderful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is sweeter than wine. The way you smell from your perfumed oils is better than any spice.

11 נֹ֛פֶת תִּטֹּ֥פְנָה שִׂפְתֹותַ֖יִךְ כַּלָּ֑ה דְּבַ֤שׁ וְחָלָב֙ תַּ֣חַת לְשֹׁונֵ֔ךְ וְרֵ֥יחַ שַׂלְמֹתַ֖יִךְ כְּרֵ֥יחַ לְבָנֹֽון׃ ס

Nectar drips from your lips; milk and honey are under your tongue. The smell of your clothes is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

12 גַּ֥ן ׀ נָע֖וּל אֲחֹתִ֣י כַלָּ֑ה גַּ֥ל נָע֖וּל מַעְיָ֥ן חָתֽוּם׃

My sister, my bride, is a locked garden, a spring of water that is closed, a fountain that is sealed.

13 שְׁלָחַ֙יִךְ֙ פַּרְדֵּ֣ס רִמֹּונִ֔ים עִ֖ם פְּרִ֣י מְגָדִ֑ים כְּפָרִ֖ים עִם־נְרָדִֽים׃

Your channel is a paradise of pomegranates, full of the best fruits, with henna and nard,

14 נֵ֣רְדְּ ׀ וְכַרְכֹּ֗ם קָנֶה֙ וְקִנָּמֹ֔ון עִ֖ם כָּל־עֲצֵ֣י לְבֹונָ֑ה מֹ֚ר וַאֲהָלֹ֔ות עִ֖ם כָּל־רָאשֵׁ֥י בְשָׂמִֽים׃

nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all kinds of trees producing frankincense, myrrh, aloes, and the finest spices.

15 מַעְיַ֣ן גַּנִּ֔ים בְּאֵ֖ר מַ֣יִם חַיִּ֑ים וְנֹזְלִ֖ים מִן־לְבָנֹֽון׃

You are a garden fountain, a well of living water, a flowing stream from Lebanon.

16 ע֤וּרִי צָפֹון֙ וּבֹ֣ואִי תֵימָ֔ן הָפִ֥יחִי גַנִּ֖י יִזְּל֣וּ בְשָׂמָ֑יו יָבֹ֤א דֹודִי֙ לְגַנֹּ֔ו וְיֹאכַ֖ל פְּרִ֥י מְגָדָֽיו׃

Wake up, north wind! Come, south wind! Blow on my garden so its scent may be carried on the breeze. Let my love come to his garden and eat its best fruits.