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How lovely are your sandaled feet,
    O nobleman’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
    the work of a craftsman’s hand.
Your navel is a round goblet,
    may it not lack mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat
    enclosed with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle.

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Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
Your breasts(A) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.(B)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon(C)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon(D)
    looking toward Damascus.

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