2. So as to watch over discretion, And your lips guard knowledge.
3. For the lips of a strange woman drip honey, And her mouth is smoother than oil;
4. But in the end she is bitter as wormwood, Sharp as a two-edged sword.
5. Her feet go down to death, Her steps lay hold of the grave.
6. She does not consider the path of life; Her ways are unstable – you do not know it.