Canticle of Canticles 6

CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN	NEW JERUSALEM
1 Bride: "My beloved has descended to his garden, to the courtyard of aromatic plants, in order to pasture in the gardens and gather the lilies."	1 CHORUS: Where did your lover go, O loveliest of women? Which way did your lover turn so that we canhelp you seek him?
2 "I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies."	2 BELOVED: My love went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock on the grass andgather lilies.
3 Groom to Bride: "My love, you are beautiful: sweet and graceful, like Jerusalem; terrible, like an army in battle array."	3 I belong to my love, and my love to me. He pastures his flock among the lilies.
4 "Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead."	4 LOVER: You are fair as Tirzah, my beloved, enchanting as Jerusalem, formidable as an army!
5 "Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren."	5 Turn your eyes away from me, they take me by assault! Your hair is like a flock of goats surging downthe slopes of Gilead.
6 "Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness."	6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes as they come up from being washed. Each one has its twin, not oneunpaired with another.
7 "There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number."	7 Your cheeks, behind your veil, are halves of pomegranate.
8 "One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her."	8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines (and countless girls).
9 Chorus to Groom: "Who is she, who advances like the rising dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as elect as the sun, as terrible as an army in battle array?"	9 My dove is my only one, perfect and mine. She is the darling of her mother, the favourite of the one whobore her. Girls have seen her and proclaimed her blessed, queens and concubines have sung her praises,
10 Bride: "I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds."	10 'Who is this arising like the dawn, fair as the moon, resplendent as the sun, formidable as an army?'
11 "I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab."	11 I went down to the nut orchard to see the fresh shoots in the val ey, to see if the vines were buddingand the pomegranate trees in flower.
12 Chorus to Bride: "Return, return, O Sulamitess. Return, return, so that we may consider you."	12 Before I knew . . . my desire had hurled me onto the chariots of Amminadib!