⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    come with me from Lebanon.
May you journey from the top of Amana,
    from the tops of Senir and Hermon,
from the dens of lions,
    from the mountain lairs of leopards.
⁹ You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my^[a] bride.
    You have made my heart beat faster
        with one glance of your eyes,
    with one strand of your necklace.
¹⁰ How beautiful is your love, my sister, my^[b] bride.
    How much better is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
    than all kinds of spices.
¹¹ Your lips drip honey, my^[c] bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.
The scent of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.