Cânticos 4

1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;

2 Thy teeth are like a flock

3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,

4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory,

5 Thy two breasts are like two fawns

6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,

7 Thou art all fair, my love;

8 Come with me from Lebanon,

9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister,

10 How fair is thy love, my sister,

11 Thy lips, O

12 A garden shut up is my sister,

13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits;

14 Spikenard and saffron,

16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south;