5I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.
6I made the door open to my loved one; but my loved one had taken himself away, and was gone, my soul was feeble when his back was turned on me; I went after him, but I did not come near him; I said his name, but he gave me no answer.
7The keepers who go about the town overtook me; they gave me blows and wounds; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you see my loved one, what will you say to him? That I am overcome with love.
9What is your loved one more than another, O fairest among women? What is your loved one more than another, that you say this to us?
10My loved one is white and red, the chief among ten thousand.
11His head is as the most delicate gold; his hair is thick, and black as a raven.
