Cânticos 8

1 Oh that you were like my brother,

2 I would lead you, bringing you into the house of my mother,

3 His left hand would be under my head.

4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness,

6 Set me as a seal on your heart,

7 Many waters can’t quench love,

8 We have a little sister.

9 If she is a wall,

10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers,

11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.

12 My own vineyard is before me.

13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance,

14 Come away, my beloved!