Thy two breasts as two fawns, twins of the roe-deer.
Naphtali a mighty shoot, giving fair words.
The hind of loves and the wild goat of grace; her breasts shall satiate thee in all time; thou shalt always wander in her loves.
Thy two breasts as two fawns, twins of the roe deer feeding among the lilies.
Thy teeth as a herd of sheep which went up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and none barren among them.
Thy navel a bowl of roundness, it will not want mixed wine; thy belly a heap of wheat enclosed with lilies.