Pjesma nad pjesmama 4

1Oh, you are beautiful, my love; you are beautiful. 2Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes, 3Your lips are like a thread of scarlet; 4Your neck is like the tower of David built in rows of stone, 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, 6Until the dawn arrives and the shadows flee away, 7You are beautiful in every way, my love 8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. 9You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; 10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! 11Your lips, my bride, drip honey; 12My sister, my bride is a garden locked up, 13Your branches are a grove of pomegranate trees with choice fruits, 14Nard and saffron, 15You are a garden spring,