She sits at the door of her house, on a seat at the high places of the town,
Keep your way far from her, and do not go near the door of her house,
On the heights, beside the way, at the crossroads she takes her stand;
calling to those who pass by, who are going straight on their way,
She has sent out her female servants; she calls from the highest places in the town,
at the head of every street you built your lofty place and prostituted your beauty, offering yourself to every passer-by and multiplying your prostitution.