⁸ Come down with me from Lebanon, my bride—
        if only you would come down with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the peak of Amana,
        from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,
        from the lions’ dens,
        from the mountain lairs of leopards.
⁹ You have captured my heart, my sister,^[a] my bride!
        You have captured my heart with one glance from your eyes,
        with one strand of your necklace.
¹⁰ How beautiful is your loving, my sister, my bride!
        Your loving is so much better than wine,
        and your fragrance better than any perfume!
¹¹ Sweetness drops from your lips, my bride;
        honey and milk are under your tongue,
and the fragrance of your garments
        is like the fragrance of Lebanon.