Her face is beautiful in the middle of two braids; how beautiful your neck is adorned with necklaces! How beautiful you are, my dear! How beautiful you are! How your eyes shine with love! Your lips are like a red ribbon, and your mouth is beautiful. Her flushed face shines behind the veil. Her breasts look like two offspring, twin offspring of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies. I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the mountain of incense, while the day is still cool and the darkness is disappearing. How beautiful you are, my dear! How perfect you are! With just one look, my bride, my love, with a single pearl from your necklace, you stole my heart. How delicious your caresses are, my girlfriend, my fiancée! His love is better than wine; its perfume is the most pleasant there is. Your lips taste like honey, my dear. Your tongue is like milk and honey to me, and your dresses smell like the Lebanese mountains.