Tell me oh you whom my soul loves
where do you pasture your flock at noon?
Tell me oh you whom my soul loves
where do you make it to lie down?
Why should I be like those who wander away
beside the flocks of your companions?
Tell me oh you.
Draw me and we'll run after you,
Your love is better than wine.
Draw me and we'll run after you.
We will rejoice and we'll be glad in you.
Hasten to me like a young roe
or like a stag upon a hill.