The woman speaks

My kisses [MTY] go to the one who loves me

and flow like wine over his lips and his teeth.

10 I belong to the man who loves me,

and he desires me.

11 You who love me, let’s go to the countryside,

and sleep among the henna bushes (OR, in one of the villages).

12 And let’s go early to the vineyards

to see if the grapevines have budded

and if there are blossoms on them that have opened,

and to see if the pomegranate trees are blooming,

and there I will make love to you.

13 The mandrakes/love-apples are producing a fragrant odor,

and we are surrounded by delightful pleasures [MET, EUP],

new ones and old ones,

pleasures that I have been saving to give to you, who love me.