2:1 I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2:2 Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the maidens.
2:3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my lover among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
2:4 He has taken me to the banquet hall, and his banner over me is love.
2:5 Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love.
2:6 His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me.
2:7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires.
2:8 Listen! My lover! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.
2:9 My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice.
2:10 My lover spoke and said to me, “Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me.
2:11 See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
2:12 Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
2:13 The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.”
2:14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
2:15 Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.
2:16 My lover is mine and I am his; he browses among the lilies.
2:17 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn, my lover, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the rugged hills.
2:1 I am a rose of Sharon, / A lily of the valleys.
2:2 As a lily among thorns, / So is my love among the daughters.
2:3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, / So is my beloved among the sons: In his shade I delighted and sat down, / And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
2:4 He brought me into the banqueting house, / And his banner over me was love.
2:5 Sustain me with raisin cakes, / Refresh me with apples, / For I am sick with love.
2:6 His left hand is under my head, / And his right hand embraces me.
2:7 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, / By the gazelles or by the hinds of the fields, / Not to rouse up or awaken my love / Until she pleases.
2:8 The voice of my beloved! Now he comes, / Leaping upon the mountains, / Skipping upon the hills.
2:9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. / Now he stands behind our wall; / He is looking through the windows, / He is glancing through the lattice.
2:10 My beloved responds and says to me, / Rise up, my love, / My beauty, and come away;
2:11 For now the winter is past; / The rain is over and gone.
2:12 Flowers appear on the earth; / The time of singing has come, / And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
2:13 The fig tree has ripened its figs, / And the vines are in blossom ? they give forth their fragrance. / Rise up, my love, / My beauty, and come away.
2:14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, / In the covert of the precipice, Let me see your countenance, / Let me hear your voice; / For your voice is sweet, / And your countenance is lovely.
2:15 Catch the foxes for us, / The little foxes, / That ruin the vineyards / While our vineyards are in blossom.
2:16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; / He pastures his flock among the lilies.
2:17 Until the day dawns and the shadows flee away, / Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young hart / On the mountains of Bether.