- "Do not stare at me because I am swarthy, For the sun has burned me. My mother's sons were angry with me; They made me caretaker of the vineyards, But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.
- "Tell me, O you whom my soul loves, Where do you pasture your flock, Where do you make it lie down at noon? For why should I be like one who veils herself Beside the flocks of your companions?"
- "If you yourself do not know, Most beautiful among women, Go forth on the trail of the flock And pasture your young goats By the tents of the shepherds.
- "To me, my darling, you are like My mare among the chariots of Pharaoh.
- "Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with strings of beads."
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- Do not stare at me because I am dark, because I am darkened by the sun. My mother's sons were angry with me and made me take care of the vineyards; my own vineyard I have neglected.
- Tell me, you whom I love, where you graze your flock and where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your friends?
- If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats by the tents of the shepherds.
- I liken you, my darling, to a mare harnessed to one of the chariots of Pharaoh.
- Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
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