For the lips of a strange woman drip honey, And her mouth is smoother than oil;
His mouth was smoother than curds, Yet in his heart is fighting; His words were softer than oil, But they are drawn swords.
To deliver you from the strange woman, From the foreigner who flatters with her words,
The mouth of a strange woman is a deep pit; The one denounced by יהוה falls in there.
For why should you, my son, Be captivated by a strange woman, And embrace the bosom of a foreigner?
To guard you against an evil woman, From the flattering tongue of a strange woman.
With her many words she leads him astray, With her smooth lips she seduces him.
To guard you against the strange woman, Against the foreigner who flatters with her words.
And I found more bitter than death, the woman whose heart is snares and nets, whose hands are shackles. He who pleases Elohim escapes from her, but the sinner is captured by her.
Your lips, O my bride, drip as the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under your tongue. And the fragrance of your garments Is like the fragrance of Leḇ