6:1 Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Beloved

6:2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

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.

6:5 Turn away your eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

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.

6:8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, And virgins without number.

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.

6:10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning, Beautiful as the moon, Clear as the sun, Awesome as an army with banners?

6:11 I went down into the nut tree grove, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, And the pomegranates were in flower.

6:12 Without realizing it, My desire set me with my royal people`s chariots. Friends