Canticle of Canticles 7

NEW JERUSALEM	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 CHORUS: Come back, come back, girl from Shulam, come back, come back, where we can look at you!Why are you looking at the girl from Shulam, dancing between two lines of dancers?	1 Chorus to Groom: "What will you see in the Sulamitess, other than choruses of encampments?"
2 LOVER: How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, O prince's daughter! The curve of your thighs islike the curve of a necklace, work of a master hand.	2 Chorus to Bride: "How beautiful are your footsteps in shoes, O daughter of a ruler! The joints of your thighs are like jewels, which have been fabricated by the hand of an artist."
3 Your navel is a bowl wel rounded with no lack of wine, your bel y a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.	3 "Your navel is a round bowl, never lacking in curvature. Your abdomen is like a bundle of wheat, surrounded with lilies."
4 Your two breasts are two fawns, twins of a gazel e.	4 "Your two breasts are like two young twin does."
5 Your neck is an ivory tower. Your eyes, the pools of Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-Rabbim. Your nose,the Tower of Lebanon, sentinel facing Damascus.	5 "Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes like the fish ponds at Heshbon, which are at the entrance to the daughter of the multitude. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks out toward Damascus."
6 Your head is held high like Carmel, and its hair is as dark as purple; a king is held captive in yourtresses.	6 "Your head is like Carmel, and the hairs of your head are like the purple of the king, bound into pleats."
7 How beautiful you are, how charming, my love, my delight!	7 "Most beloved one, how beautiful you are, and how graceful in delights!"
8 In stature like the palm tree, its fruit-clusters your breasts.	8 "Your stature is comparable to the palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes."
9 I have decided, 'I shall climb the palm tree, I shall seize its clusters of dates!' May your breasts beclusters of grapes, your breath sweet-scented as apples,	9 Groom: "I said, I will ascend to the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. And your breasts will be like clusters of grapes on the vine. And the fragrance of your mouth will be like apples."
10 and your palate like sweet wine. BELOVED: Flowing down the throat of my love, as it runs on the lipsof those who sleep.	10 Bride: "Your throat is like the finest wine: wine worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and teeth to contemplate."
11 I belong to my love, and his desire is for me.	11 "I am for my beloved, and his turning is to me."
12 Come, my love, let us go to the fields. We will spend the night in the villages,	12 "Approach, my beloved. Let us go out into the field; let us linger in the villages."
13 and in the early morning we wil go to the vineyards. We will see if the vines are budding, if theirblossoms are opening, if the pomegranate trees are in flower. Then I shall give you the gift of my love.	13 "The mandrakes yield their fragrance. At our gates is every fruit. The new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for you."
14 The mandrakes yield their fragrance, the most exquisite fruits are at our doors; the new as well as theold, I have stored them for you, my love.