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          DASV: Song of Songs 6

Women of Jerusalem
1 Where has your beloved gone,
     O most beautiful among women?
     Where has your beloved turned,
     so that we may help you search for him?

Beloved woman
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden,
     to the beds of spices,
     to graze in the gardens,
     and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved's,
     and my beloved is mine,
           he grazes among the lilies.

Man in love
4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love,
     as lovely as Jerusalem,
           as impressive as an army with banners.
5 Turn away your eyes from me,
     for they overwhelm me.
     Your hair is like a flock of goats,
     descending down the slopes of Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep,
     coming up from the washing,
      each of them has a matching twin,
     not one of them is missing.
7 Your cheeks are as rosy as pomegranates
     behind your veil.
8 There are sixty queens,
     and eighty concubines,
           and young women without number.
9 My dove, my perfect one, is the only one;
     she is her mother's special daughter.
           She is the favorite of her that bore her.
     The daughters saw her and praise her,
     even the queens and the concubines admire her.
10 Who is she who rises like the dawn,
     as fair as the moon,
           as bright as the sun,
                as impressive as an army with waving banners?
Beloved woman
11 I went down into the orchard of nuts,
     to look for the blossoms of the valley,
     to see whether the vines had budded,
     and the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Before I was aware of it,
     I found myself among the royal chariots of my people.

Women of Jerusalem
13 Return, return, O Shulammite;
     Return, return, that we may gaze on you.

Man in love
     Why do you stare at the Shulammite,
     as on the dance of two companies of dancers?

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