Many waters cannot quench love
Either rivers cannot wash it away
If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love
It would be utterly scorned
Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm for love is as strong as death.
Its jealousy unyielding as the grave,
It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame, that’s what I feel
My beloved spake, and said unto me rise up,
my love, my fair one, and come away for lo, the winter,
and rain is over and gone, the flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing bird, and the voice of dove is too
I'm my beloved, and my beloved is mine
He feedeth among the lilies.
Voice of my beloved be hold, my beloved sapke
And said unto me, rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.