Translations
How beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; your hair flows like a flock of goats cascading down the slopes of Gilead.
How beautiful you are, my darling, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil; your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Mount Gil'ad.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

