5:1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved
5:2 I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My hair with the dampness of the night.
5:6 I opened to my beloved; But my beloved left; gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn`t find him. I called him, but he didn`t answer.
5:7 The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
5:8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my beloved, That you tell him that I am faint with love. Friends
5:9 How is your beloved better than another beloved, You fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, That you do so adjure us? Beloved
5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.
5:16 His mouth is sweetness; Yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, Daughters of Jerusalem. Friends