A loving doe, a graceful fawn—may her breasts satisfy you always; may you be captivated by her love forever.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look, he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering throu
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
Before the day breaks and shadows flee, turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of Beth
Drink water from your own cistern, and running water from your own well.
Now a traveler came to the rich man, who refrained from taking one of his own sheep or cattle to prepare for the travele