1Where has your Beloved gone, most beautiful among women? Where has your Beloved turned? For we seek Him along with you. 2My Beloved has gone down to His garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens and to gather lilies. 3I [am] my Beloved's, and my Beloved [is] mine; He feeds among the lilies. 4O my love, you [are] as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as inspiring as an army with banners. 5Turn away your eyes from Me, for they have overcome Me; your hair [is] like a flock of goats that appears from Gilead. 6Your teeth [are] like a flock of ewes which go up from the washing; they all [are] bearing twins, and a barren one [is] not among them. 7Your temples behind your veil [are] like a piece of pomegranate. 8There [are] sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. 9But My dove, My undefiled is one [alone]. She [is] the [only] one of her mother. She [is] the choice of her who bore her. The daughters saw [her] and blessed her; the queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her. 10Who [is] she who looks forth like the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, awesome [armies] with banners? 11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the greenery of the valley, to see whether the vine flowered [and] the pomegranates budded. 12I did not know, [but] my soul set me [on] the chariots of my princely people. 13Return, return, O Shulamite! Return, return, that we may look on you. What will you see in the Shulamite? As it were the dance of two camps.