歌6:1 你这女子中极美丽的啊！你的良人到哪里去了？你的良人转到哪里去了？让我们与你去寻找他吧！
歌6:1 Where is your loved one gone, O most fair among women? Where is your loved one turned away, that we may go looking for him with you?
歌6:2 我的良人下到自己的园中，下到香花畦那里，在园内细赏，采摘百合花。
歌6:2 My loved one is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to take food in the gardens, and to get lilies.
歌6:3 我属我的良人，我的良人也属我；他在百合花中细赏。
歌6:3 I am for my loved one, and my loved one is for me; he takes food among the lilies.
歌6:4 我的佳偶啊！你美丽如得撒，秀丽如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旗帜的军队。
歌6:4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, as fair as Jerusalem; you are to be feared like an army with flags.
歌6:5 请你转眼不要看我，因为你的眼使我心动！你的头发如同从基列山下来的山羊群。
歌6:5 Let your eyes be turned away from me; see, they have overcome me; your hair is as a flock of goats which take their rest on the side of Gilead.
歌6:6 你的牙齿像一群母羊，刚刚洗净上来那样洁白整齐；它们成双成对，没有单独一只的。
歌6:6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has two lambs, and there is not one without young.
歌6:7 你的两颊在面纱后面，如同切开的石榴。
歌6:7 Like pomegranate fruit are the sides of your head under your veil.
歌6:8 虽有六十位王后，八十位妃嫔，并有无数的宫女；
歌6:8 There are sixty queens, and eighty servant-wives, and young girls without number.
歌6:9 唯独我的鸽子，我的完全人，是独一的；是她母亲独一的宝贝，是生养她者的宠儿。众女子看见她，都称她为有福；王后妃嫔见了，也都赞赏她，说：
歌6:9 My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.
歌6:10 “那出现如破晓的晨光，美丽如月亮，灿烂如日头，威武有如展开旗帜的军队的是谁呢？”
歌6:10 Who is she, looking down as the morning light, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, who is to be feared like an army with flags?
歌6:11 我下到核桃园去，看看谷中青绿的植物，看看葡萄树发芽没有，石榴树开花没有；
歌6:11 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the green plants of the valley, and to see if the vine was in bud, and the pomegranate-trees were in flower.
歌6:12 不知不觉之间，我的心把我置于我尊贵的民的车中。
歌6:12 Before I was conscious of it, ...
歌6:13 回来吧，回来吧，书拉密女啊！回来吧，回来吧，让我们看看你。你们为什么要看书拉密女，像看两队兵跳舞呢？（本节在《马索拉抄本》为7:1）
歌6:13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, so that our eyes may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite? A sword-dance.