1. I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride.I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;I have drunk my wine with my milk.Eat, friends!Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.
2. I was asleep, but my heart was awake.It is the voice of my beloved who knocks:“Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled;for my head is filled with dew,and my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3. I have taken off my robe. Indeed, must I put it on?I have washed my feet. Indeed, must I soil them?