Song of Solomon 4 — T4T

The man speaks

4My darling, you are beautiful,you are very beautiful!
Underneath your veil, your eyes are as gentle as [MET] doves.Your long black hair moves from side to side like [SIM] a flock of black goatsmoving down the slopes of Gilead Mountain.²Your teeth are very whitelike [SIM] a flock of sheep whose wool has just been ◄shorn/cut off►and that have come up from being washed in a stream.
You have all of your teeth;none of them is missing.³Your lips are like [SIM] a scarlet ribbon,and your mouth is lovely.Beneath your veil,your round, rosy/red cheeks are like [SIM] the halves of a pomegranate.⁴Your long neck is beautiful like [SIM] the tower of King Davidthat was built using layers/rows of stone.The ornaments on your necklaces are like 1,000 [HYP] shields that are hanging on the walls of a tower;each one belongs to a warrior.⁵Your breasts are as beautiful [SIM] as two ◄fawns/young gazelles►that eat grass among lilies.⁶Until dawn tomorrow morningand the nighttime shadows/darkness disappear,I will lie close to your breaststhat are like [MET] hills that are covered with incense [DOU].⁷My darling, you are completely beautiful;your body is perfectly formed!⁸My bride, it is as though you are in [MET] Lebanonfar away, where I cannot reach you;come back to me.
It is as though you are inaccessible [MET]on the top of Hermon Mountain or the nearby peaks.Come from where the lions have their densand where the leopards live on the mountains.⁹My bride [DOU], you who are dearer to me than my sister, you have captured my affection [IDM]by only once quickly looking at me,
and by one strand of jewels in your necklace.¹⁰My bride, your love for me is delightful!It more delightful than wine!And the fragrance of your perfumeis more pleasing than any spice!¹¹Being kissed by you is as enjoyable as eating [MTY] honey;your kisses are as sweet as milk mixed with honey.
The aroma of your clothes
is like [SIM] the aroma of cedar trees in Lebanon.¹²My bride, you who are dearer to me than [MET] my sister, you are like [MET] a garden that is lockedin order that other men cannot enter it;you are like [MET] a spring or a fountain that is coveredin order that others may not drink from it.¹³You are like [MET] an orchard of pomegranate treesfull of delicious fruit,
and plenty of plants that produce henna and nard spices,
¹⁴and saffron and calamus and cinnamon
and many other kinds of incense,
and myrrh and aloes
and many other fine spices.¹⁵You are like [MET] a fountain in a garden,like [MET] a spring of clear water
that flows down from the mountains of Lebanon.

The woman speaks

¹⁶I want the north wind and the south wind to come,and blow on my garden,in order that the fragrance of the spices will spread through the air.
Similarly, I want the one who loves me to come and enjoy cuddling up to melike [MET, EUP] someone comes into a garden and enjoys eating the fruit that grows there.