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6:1
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你这女子中极美丽的，你的良人往何处去了？你的良人转向何处去了，我们好与你同去寻找他。（新娘）
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Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
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6:2
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我的良人下入自己园中，到香花畦，在园内牧放群羊，采百合花。
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My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
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6:3
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我属我的良人，我的良人也属我；他在百合花中牧放群羊。
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I am my beloved`s, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
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6:4
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我的佳偶啊，你美丽如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旌旗的军队。
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Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
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6:5
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求你掉转眼目不看我，因你的眼目使我惊乱。你的头发如同山羊群卧在基列山旁。
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Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
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6:6
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你的牙齿如一群母羊洗净上来，个个都有双生，没有一只丧掉子的。
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Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
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6:7
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你的两太阳在帕子内，如同一块石榴。
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Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
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6:8
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有六十王后八十妃嫔，并有无数的童女。
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There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
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6:9
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我的鸽子，我的完全人，只有这一个是他母亲独生的，是生养他者所宝爱的。众女子见了就称他有福；王后妃嫔见了也赞美他。
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My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
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6:10
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那向外观看、如晨光发现、美丽如月亮、皎洁如日头、威武如展开旌旗军队的是谁呢？
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Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
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6:11
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我下入核桃园，要看谷中青绿的植物，要看葡萄发芽没有，石榴开花没有。
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I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.
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6:12
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不知不觉，我的心将我安置在我尊长的车中。（耶路撒冷的众女子）
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Before I was aware, my soul set me [Among] the chariots of my princely people.
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6:13
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回来，回来，书拉密女；你回来，你回来，使我们得观看你。（新娘）你们为何要观看书拉密女，像观看玛哈念跳舞的呢？
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Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?
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