Love is more powerful than death.

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If Only You and I …

She Speaks:

1 If you were my brother, I could kiss you whenever we happen to meet, and no one would say I did wrong.

2 I could take you to the home of my mother, who taught me all I know. I would give you delicious wine and fruit juice as well.

3 Put your left hand under my head and embrace me with your right arm.

4 Young women of Jerusalem, promise me never to awaken love before it is ready.

Their Friends Speak:

5 Who is this young woman coming in from the desert and leaning on the shoulder of the one she loves?

She Speaks:

I stirred up your passions under the apple tree where you were born.

6 Always keep me in your heart and wear this bracelet to remember me by.

The passion of love bursting into flame is more powerful than death, stronger than the grave.

7 Love cannot be drowned by oceans or floods. It cannot be bought — any offer would be scorned no matter how great.

Their Friends Speak:

8 We have a little sister whose breasts are not yet formed.

If someone asks to marry her, what should we do?

9 She isn't a wall that we can defend behind a silver shield.

Neither is she a room that we can protect behind a wooden door.

She Speaks:

10 I am a wall around a city, my breasts are towers, and just looking at me brings him great pleasure.

11 Solomon has a vineyard at Baal-Hamon, which he rents to others for a thousand pieces of silver each.

12 My vineyard is mine alone! Solomon can keep his silver and the others can keep their share of the profits.

He Speaks:

13 You are in the garden with friends all around.

Let me hear your voice!

She Speaks:

14 Hurry to me, my darling! Run faster than a deer to mountains of spices.