8  We have a little sister,

and she has no breasts.

What shall we do for our sister

on the day when she is spoken for?

9  If she is a wall,

we will build on her a battlement of silver,

but if she is a door,

we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

10  I was a wall,

and my breasts were like towers;

then I was in his eyes

as one who finds¹ peace.

11  Solomon ⁱhad a vineyard at Baal-hamon;

he let out the vineyard to keepers;

each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.

12  ^jMy vineyard, my very own, is before me;

you, O Solomon, may have the thousand,

and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.

13  O you who dwell in the gardens,

with ^kcompanions listening for your voice;

^llet me hear it.

14  Make haste, my beloved,

and be ^mlike a gazelle

or a young stag

on the ⁿmountains of spices.