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|The song of songs, which is Solomon's.  

|The song of songs, which is Solomon's.  

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|The most beautiful song from Solomon

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|Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.  

|Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.  

|Kiss me with your mouth: because your love is better then wine

|Just kiss me with your lips... Your love is so pleasurable, even better than wine

|it is clear the woman has begun speaking. she is a country girl (shulamite maiden)

|it is clear the woman has begun speaking. she is a country girl (shulamite maiden)

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|Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.  

|Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.  

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|Pleasurable also is the fragrance of your perfume. You are a fragrant balm yourself; no wonder that the maidens love you!

|"the virgins" refers to other maidens

|"the virgins" refers to other maidens

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|Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.  

|Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.  

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|Make me yours, don’t lose any more time! Take me to your bedroom, my king! Let’s rejoice and delight together. Let’s celebrate your love, which is much better than wine. There are more than enough reasons to love you!

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|I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.  

|I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.  

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|I am a brunette girl, but I am beautiful. Brunette as the tents of Kedar, beautiful like the pavilions of Solomon.

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|Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.  

|Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.  

|Don't look down on me because i am tanned, the sun tanned me: my family were angry at me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; however i haven't taken care of my own vineyards!

|Don’t look at my brunette complexion, and forget that the sun tanned my skin. My brothers got mad at me, and they forced me to look after of the vineyards. But I neglected my own vineyard!

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|Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?  

|Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?  

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|So tell me, my love: Where do you feed your herds? Where do you make them rest at noon? Why should I wander among the herds of your friends?

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|If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.  

|If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.  

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|If you don’t know it, fairest among women, just go after the trail of the herds, and feed your goats besides the shepherds homes.

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|I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.  

|I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.  

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|You remind me to those fine horses that pull the pharaoh chariot.

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|Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.  

|Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.  

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|Your cheeks look more beautiful than any of your jewels, and your neck stands out from the gold collars that surround it!

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