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Do not gaze at me because I am dark,
    because the sun has gazed on me.
My mother’s sons were angry with me;
    they made me keeper of the vineyards,
    but my own vineyard I have not kept!(A)

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Scarcely had I passed them,
    when I found him whom my soul loves.
I held him and would not let him go
    until I brought him into my mother’s house
    and into the chamber of her that conceived me.(A)

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My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,
    the darling of her mother,
    flawless to her who bore her.
The maidens saw her and called her happy;
    the queens and concubines praised her.(A)

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O that you were like a brother to me,
    who nursed at my mother’s breast!
If I met you outside, I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
I would lead you and bring you
    into my mother’s house
    and into the chamber of the one who bore me.[a]
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    from the juice of my pomegranates.(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 8.2 Gk Syr: Heb my mother; she (or you) will teach me