A wedding night

9 I love you so much that I never want to leave you,

my sister and my bride.

When you looked at me only once

and I saw one jewel in your necklace,

I knew that I could never leave you.

10 Your love for me is wonderful,

my sister and my bride.

I enjoy your love even more than I enjoy wine.

Your perfume has a smell

that is more lovely than any spice!

11 Your lips taste very sweet to me, my bride.

They taste like honey that falls from the honeycomb.

Milk and honey are under your tongue.

The smell of your clothes

is like the cedar trees of Lebanon.

12 My sister and my bride, you are like a garden for me

that is locked to other men.

You are like a spring or a fountain

that other people may not drink water from.

13 Your body is like a special garden.

It is full of pomegranate trees with their sweet fruit.

There are wonderful fruits to enjoy.

There are also henna and nard.

14 There are nard, saffron, calamus, cinnamon

and many different spices.

There are myrrh, aloes

and all the best spices.

15 You are like a spring of water in a garden.

You are like a well that has fresh water.

The water runs down from Lebanon's mountains.

The young woman:

16 Wake up, north wind! Come now, south wind!

Blow on my garden!

Make the sweet smell of its spices move in the air.

May my lover come into his garden now!

Let him taste its wonderful fruits!

Song of Songs 5

The young man:

1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride.

I have taken my myrrh with my spice.

I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey.

I have drunk my wine and my milk.

The writer:

Eat, friends, and drink, you who love each other!

Drink until you can drink no more!

A dream

The young woman: