3I belong to the one who loves me, and the one who loves me belongs to me; he enjoys kissing my lips like MET a shepherd enjoys taking care of his sheep.
4My darling, you are beautiful, like SIM Tirzah the capital city of Israel and Jerusalem the capital city of Judah are beautiful; you are as exciting MET as a group/battalion of troops holding up their banners.
5Quit looking at me like that, because your eyes excite me very much. Your long black hair moves from side to side like SIM a flock of black goats moving down the slopes of Gilead Mountain.
6Your teeth are very white like SIM a flock of sheep whose wool has just been shorn and that have come up from being washed in a stream. You have all of your teeth; none of them is missing.
Song of Songs 6
Song of Songs 6:3-6