Open English Translation SNG Chapter 6

The groom

4 You are beautiful, my darling, like Tirtsah,

≈ lovely like Yerushalem,

≈ awe-inspiring like armies marching with banners.

5 Turn your eyes away from me, because they excite me.

Your hair is like a flock of goats that hop down from Mt. Gilead.

6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing,

all of which have twin lambs and none of them have died.

7 Your cheeks are like a slice of a pomegranate

from behind your veil.

8 He has sixty queens, and eighty concubines,

≈ and young women without number.

9 She’s special, my dove, my perfect one.

≈ She’s special to her mother—perfect to the woman who bore her.

The young women saw her and called her blessed.

≈ The queens and the concubines praised her:

10 “Who is that, the woman who looks down like the dawn,

beautiful like the moon,

pure like the sun,

awe-inspiring like armies marching with banners?”

11 I went down to the nut tree garden to look at the green shoots of the valley

to see if the grapevine had budded?

≈ Had the pomegranates bloomed?

12 Before I realised it,

my desire had put me among my people’s chariots, a noble.