1. Like a bough in a garden, she sways;

    souls yearn for her beauty.

  2. Whenever she joins the women at a wedding,

    all are left wondering whether she is the bride.

  3. She smiles, revealing a gleaming, cool mouth;

    the cups grow fragrant with its perfume.

  4. Within it are gathered, for whoever plucks it,

    pearls, musk, and ancient wine.

Sol 5.6