¹⁵ How beautiful you are, my darling,
    how beautiful!
    Your eyes are like doves.

¹⁶ You are so handsome, my love,
    pleasing beyond words!
The soft grass is our bed;

3 One night as I lay in bed, I yearned for my lover.
    I yearned for him, but he did not come.
² So I said to myself, “I will get up and roam the city,
    searching in all its streets and squares.
I will search for the one I love.”
    So I searched everywhere but did not find him.
³ The watchmen stopped me as they made their rounds,
    and I asked, “Have you seen the one I love?”