5 I have come into my garden,^(A) my sister, my bride;^(B)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.^(C)

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

² I slept but my heart was awake.
    Listen! My beloved is knocking:
“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove,^(D) my flawless^(E) one.^(F)
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.”
³ I have taken off my robe—
    must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
    must I soil them again?
⁴ My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
    my heart began to pound for him.
⁵ I arose to open for my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,^(G)
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
⁶ I opened for my beloved,^(H)
    but my beloved had left; he was gone.^(I)
    My heart sank at his departure.^[a]
I looked^(J) for him but did not find him.
    I called him but he did not answer.
⁷ The watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds in the city.^(K)
They beat me, they bruised me;
    they took away my cloak,
    those watchmen of the walls!
⁸ Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you^(L)—
    if you find my beloved,^(M)
what will you tell him?
    Tell him I am faint with love.^(N)