6:1 Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Beloved
6:3 I am my beloved`s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies,
6:4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome as an army with banners.
6:6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which have come up from the washing; Of which every one has twins; None is bereaved among them.
6:7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
6:9 My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother`s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
6:12 Without realizing it, My desire set me with my royal people`s chariots. Friends
6:13 Return, return, Shulammite! Return, return, that we may gaze at you. Lover Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite, As at the dance of Mahanaim?