Bilingual reading

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.

Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, which have come up from the washing, where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them.

Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

Your neck is like David’s tower built for an armory, on which a thousand shields hang, all the shields of the mighty men.

Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.

You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, the fragrance of your perfumes than all kinds of spices!

Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.

Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, henna with spikenard plants,

spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon.

Awake, north wind, and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and taste his precious fruits.

جَميلَةٌ أَنتِ يا خَليلَتي، جَميلةٌ أَنتِ وعَيناكِ كَحمامَتَينِ مِن وَراءِ نِقابِك وشَعْرُكِ كقَطيعِ مَعَز يَهبِطُ مِن جَبَلِ جِلْعاد

أَسْنانُكِ كقَطيعِ خِرافٍ مَجْزوزة قد صَعِدَت مِنَ الِٱغتِسال كُلُّ واحِدَةٍ مِنها مُتئِم وما فيها عاقِر

شَفَتاكِ كخَيطٍ مِنَ القِرمِز وكَلامُكِ عَذْبٌ. خَدَّاكِ كنِصفَي رُمَّانة مِن وَراءِ نِقابِكِ

عُنُقُكِ كبُرْجِ داوُد المَبنِيِّ لِلسِّلاح عُلِّقَ فيه أَلفُ مِجَنّ جَميعُ تُروسِ الأَبْطال

ثَدْياكِ كشادِنَي ظَبيَة تَوأَمَينِ يَرعَيانِ بَينَ السَّوسَن

قَبلَ أَن تَنسِمَ ريحُ النَّهار وتَنهَزِمَ الظِّلال أَنطَلِقُ إِلى جَبَلِ المُرّ وإِلى تَلِّ البَخور

كُلُّكِ جَميلَةٌ يا خَليلَتي ولا عَيبَ فيكِ

هَلُمِّي مَعي مِن لُبْنانَ أَيَّتُها العَروس هَلُمِّي مَعي مِن لُبْنان. أُترُكي رأسَ أَمانَة رأسَ سَنيرَ وحَرْمون مِن مَرابِضِ الأُسود مِن جِبالِ النُّمور

قد خَلَبتِ قَلْبي يا أُخْتِيَ العَروس قد خَلَبتِ قَلْبي بإِحْدى عَينَيكِ وبِحَلقَةٍ مِن عِقدِكِ

ما أَجمَلَ حُبَّكِ يا أُختِيَ العَروس! إِنَّ حُبَّكِ أَلَذُّ مِنَ الخَمْر ورائِحَةَ أَطْيابِكِ فَوقَ جَميعِ الأَطْياب

شَفَتاكِ تَقطُرانِ شَهْدًا أَيَّتُها العَروس وتَحتَ لِسانِكِ عَسَلٌ ولَبَنٌ حَليب ورائِحَةُ ثِيابِكِ كرائِحَةِ لُبْنان

أُختِيَ العَروسُ جَنَّةٌ مُقفَلَة جَنَّةٌ مُقفَلةٌ ويَنبوعٌ مَخْتوم

قَنَواتُكِ فِردَوسُ رُمَّان مع كُلِّ ثَمَرٍ لَذيذ وحِنَّاءُ مع نارَدين

نارَدينٌ وزَعْفَران قَصَبٌ ودارَصينِيّ مع كُلِّ شَجَرِ البَخور مُرٌّ وعودٌ مع أَفخَرِ الأَطْياب

يَنْبوعُ جَنَّاتٍ وبِئرُ مِياهٍ حَيَّة وأَنْهارٌ مِن لُبْنان

هُبِّي يا شَمال وهَلُمِّي يا جَنوب إِنسِمي على جَنَّتي فتَنسَكِبَ أَطيابُها. لِيأتِ حَبيبي إِلى جَنَّتِه ولْيَأْكُلْ ثَمَرَه اللَّذيذ