4. Draw me after you! Let us run!The king has brought me to his bed chambers.Let us exult and rejoice in you;let us celebrate your love: it is beyond wine!Rightly do they love you!
5. W I am black and beautiful,Daughters of Jerusalem—Like the tents of Qedar,like the curtains of Solomon.
6. Do not stare at me because I am so black,because the sun has burned me.The sons of my mother were angry with me;they charged me with the care of the vineyards:my own vineyard I did not take care of.
7. W Tell me, you whom my soul loves,where you shepherd, where you give rest at midday.Why should I be like one wanderingafter the flocks of your companions?