Cânticos 6

1 Whither is thy beloved gone,

2 My beloved is gone down to his garden,

3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine;

4 Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,

5 Turn away thine eyes from me,

6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes,

7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,

9 My dove, my undefiled, is

10 Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,

11 I went down into the garden of nuts,

12 Before I was aware, my soul set me

13 Return, return, O Shulammite;