²⁰ The bed is too short to stretch out on,
    the blanket too narrow to wrap around you.^(A)

3 All night long on my bed
    I looked^(A) for the one my heart loves;
    I looked for him but did not find him.

² I will get up now and go about the city,
    through its streets and squares;
I will search for the one my heart loves.
    So I looked for him but did not find him.

³ The watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds in the city.^(A)
    “Have you seen the one my heart loves?”

⁴ Scarcely had I passed them
    when I found the one my heart loves.
I held him and would not let him go
    till I had brought him to my mother’s house,^(A)
    to the room of the one who conceived me.^(B)