1 I sleep, but my heart is alert.
The voice of my David knocks:
2 "Open to me, sister,
Mate, innocent dove.
For my head is filled with dew,
My locks, with the night's lashes."
3 I stripped from my gown.
Where are you? I'll put it back on.
I washed my feet.
Where are you? I'll soil them.
4 My David sent his hand from the hole
and my inside heated to him.
5 Then I rose, to open for my David
And my hands dripped myrrh
And, over my fingers, the myrrh flows
Upon the handles of the Lock
6 Then I opened
for my David
And my David sneaked,
flowed away
My breath got out
in his voice
I asked for him
but could not find him
I called for him,
and got no answer
7 I was found by the Guards
Circling the City
They hit me, and wounded me
Tore off my veil
Those "guardians of walls"
8 I made you swear, Daughters of Unity
Daughters of Jerusalem
If you find that David of mine,
What will you tell him?
That I'm sick of love?
That I'm love - sick ?
9 "Isn't your David like all other Davids,
Most beautiful of women?
Isn't your David like all those others,
That we've been thus adjured?"
10 My David is White and Red.
Greater than Myriads
11 His Head
A Speck of fine Gold
His Locks
Curls
They Black
Like a Raven
12 His eyes
Like doves on water channels
Washed
In Milk
Seated fitly
13 His cheeks are like garden beds
Growing mediterranean spices
His lips are roses
Dripping Moorish Hebrew
14 His hands
Rods of Gold
Full-filled with Beryl
Inside him
Polished Ivory
Overlaid with Sapphires
15 His thighs
His calves
His shins
His legs
Pillars of Marble
Established
on sockets
of fine Gold
He looks like Lebanon
An Excellent Young Man
Chosen, like the Cedar Trees
16 His mouth is sweetness
And he, my pet, is all grace
all charm
all delight
all desire
He's my Friend
my Neighbor
my Match
That's my Comrade
my Peer
He's My "Evil"
He's My "Calamity"
My "Catastrophe"
That's My David
That's My Uncle
That's My Mate
Daughters of Jerusalem
Daughters
of
UNITY.