Quam pulchræ sunt mammæ tuæ soror mea sponsa!
pulchriora ubera tua vino,
et odor unguentorum tuorum super omnia aromata.
Favus distillans labia tua sponsa
[mel et lac sub lingua tua]
et odor vestimentorum tuorum sicut odor thuris
My sister, my spouse, how fair is thy love?
how much better is thy love than wine?
and the savour of thine ointments than all spices?
Thy lips, my spouse, drop as honeycombs:
[honey and milk are under thy tongue]
and the savour of thy garments is as the savour of Lebanon.