Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.
Yabona, uyinzwakazi, wethu; yabona, uyinzwakazi. Amehlo akho anjengawamavukuthu ngaphaya kwesigqubuthelo sakho; Iinwele zakho zinjengomhlambi weebhokhwe Osemathambekeni eentaba zaseGiliyadi.