Song of Solomon 1
1 <I>Bride:</I> May he kiss me with the kiss of his mouth 2 <I>Groom to Bride:</I> So much better than wine are your breasts, fragranced with the finest perfumes. 3 <I>Bride to Groom:</I> Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you. Draw me forward 4 <I>Chorus to Bride:</I> We will run after you in the odor of your perfumes 5 <I>Bride to Chorus:</I> The king has led me into his storerooms 6 <I>Chorus to Bride:</I> We will exult and rejoice in you, remembering your breasts above wine. 7 <I>Groom to Bride:</I> The righteous love you 8 <I>Bride to Chorus:</I> O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon 9 Do not be concerned that I am dark, for the sun has changed my color 10 The sons of my mother have fought against me. They have made me the keeper of the vineyards. My own vineyard I have not kept 11 <I>Bride to Groom:</I> Reveal to me, you whom my soul loves, where you pasture, where you recline at midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of your companions 12 <I>Groom to Bride:</I> If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds 13 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh 14 Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar 15 <I>Chorus to Bride:</I> We will fashion for you chains of gold, accented with reddened silver 16 <I>Bride to Chorus:</I> While the king was taking his rest, my aromatic ointment sent forth its odor 17 My beloved is a bundle of myrrh to me. He shall abide between my breasts 18 My beloved is a cluster of Cyprus grapes to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi 19 <I>Groom to Bride:</I> Behold, you are beautiful, O my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are those of a dove 20 <I>Bride to Groom:</I> Behold, you are handsome, O my beloved, and graceful. Our bed is flourishing 21 <I>Groom to Bride:</I> The timbers of our houses are of cedar; our ceilings are of cypress