1. Are those your breasts or a pomegranate orchard?
Is that your waist or a supple bough?

2. O fairest of the graceful gazelles, no earring has blushed red
Except out of shyness before your soft cheek.

3. By God, a fawn's eyes are naught before your eyes,
That have left me lovesick and sleepless in agony.

4. I have entrusted you my years and chosen you as my abode,
While you are free of my sleep and my body.

5. Call out to the one you have slain to live, so sweet is
The fragrance of your lips that revives the ephemeral dead.

6. This is the miracle of Jesus manifest in you,
O daughter of Job, confirming my faith.