אֲנִ֥י יְשֵׁנָ֖ה וְלִבִּ֣י עֵ֑ר ק֣וֹל ׀ דּוֹדִ֣י דוֹפֵ֗ק פִּתְחִי־לִ֞י אֲחֹתִ֤י רַעְיָתִי֙ יוֹנָתִ֣י תַמָּתִ֔י שֶׁרֹּאשִׁי֙ נִמְלָא־טָ֔ל קְוֻּצּוֹתַ֖י רְסִ֥יסֵי לָֽיְלָה׃
Aku tertidur, tetapi hatiku terjaga. Dengarlah, kekasihku mengetuk: “Bukakanlah bagiku, saudariku, kasihku, merpatiku, yang tak bercela, sebab kepalaku penuh embun, ikal rambutku basah oleh rintik-rintik malam.”
Song of Songs
Behold, you are fair, My love [viz. Numbers 14:20]; behold, you are fair; your eyes are doves. Behind your (strings of) beads, your hair [sparkles] like a flock of goats sliding down Mount Gilead.
Song of Songs
Your teeth are like a choice flock [(of ewe lambs, selected for their wool)], rising from the washing, all perfect, no blemish among them.
Song of Songs
As a thread of scarlet are your lips, and your speech is comely. Like a pomegranate-half is your cheek-top behind your beads.