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12 You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,
    a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.
13 Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates
    with rare spices—
henna with nard,
14     nard and saffron,
    fragrant calamus and cinnamon,
with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes,
    and every other lovely spice.
15 You are a garden fountain,
    a well of fresh water
    streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains.

Young Woman

16 Awake, north wind!
    Rise up, south wind!
Blow on my garden
    and spread its fragrance all around.
Come into your garden, my love;
    taste its finest fruits.

Young Man

I have entered my garden, my treasure,[a] my bride!
    I gather myrrh with my spices
and eat honeycomb with my honey.
    I drink wine with my milk.

Young Women of Jerusalem

Oh, lover and beloved, eat and drink!
    Yes, drink deeply of your love!

Footnotes

  1. 5:1 Hebrew my sister; also in 5:2.

12 An enclosed garden is my sister, my bride;
        an enclosed pool, a sealed spring.
13 Your limbs are an orchard of pomegranates
        with all kinds of luscious fruit,
            henna, and spices:
14             nard and saffron,
            sweet cane and cinnamon,
        with all scented woods,
            myrrh, and aloes,
        with the very choicest perfumes!
15 You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water,
        streams from Lebanon.
16 Stir, north wind, and come, south wind!
        Blow upon my garden;
        let its perfumes flow!

[Woman]

Let my love come to his garden;
        let him eat its luscious fruit!

[Man]

I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride!
I have gathered my myrrh and my spices.
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.
Eat, dear friends!
Drink and get drunk on love!