Song of Songs 5
The young man:
I have taken my
I have eaten my
I have drunk my
Eat, friends, and drink. You love each other!
Drink until you no longer need a drink.
A dream about a young man
The young woman:
Listen! The man who loves me is knocking.
‘Open the door for me, my sister,’ he said.
‘You are my best friend that I love the most.
To me you are like a
Nobody is more lovely than you.
Water from the night air covers my head.
My hair is very wet.’
I do not want to put them on again.
I have washed my feet.
I do not want them to get dirty again.’
My heart began to go quicker for him.
I could feel it and I could almost hear it.
My hands were wet with
He was gone.
I felt full of love for him when he spoke.
I looked for him but I did not find him.
I spoke his name loudly but he did not answer.
They found me while they were walking through the streets of the city.
They hit me and they hurt me.
And the marks on my body show this.
Those guards on the city walls took away my
If you find him, please speak to him about me.
Please tell him that I am weak with love.
The man that you love
The young women of Jerusalem:
How is the man that you love better than other men?
How is he better than other men, that you ask us to say this?
The young woman:
He is the greatest among 10,000 men.
The hairs on his head are black, but they are not straight.
They are black like the night with no moon.
They are like doves that someone has washed in milk.
They sometimes shine like valuable stones.
His lips are like
and some valuable stones are over them.
His body is like
A few valuable, blue stones make it even more beautiful.
His feet are of
He is tall like Lebanon, as handsome as its best
Everything about him is lovely.
I say to you, young women of Jerusalem,
this is the man who loves me.
This is my true friend.