Your cheeks are beautiful, like those of a turtledove. Your neck is like a bejeweled collar.
O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.
Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.
and Nibshan, and the City of Salt, and Engedi: six cities, and their villages.