4
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah,
as lovely as Jerusalem,
as majestic as troops with banners.
5
Turn your eyes away from me,
for they have overcome me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down from Gilead.
6
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
coming up from the washing;
each has its twin,
and not one of them is lost.
7
Your brow behind your veil
is like a slice of pomegranate.