If you were known as my own brother, I could greet you openly along the road. I would bring you to my mother's house And give you wine with pomegranate sweetness. Do not awaken love before its season; Let it rise when it is ready. Set me as a seal upon your heart, Set me as a seal upon your arm. Love is strong as death and will not loosen; Its flame is fire, a most consuming fire. Many waters cannot quench its light, And all the wealth of earth could never buy it. We have a younger sister not yet ready; We will guard her dignity until her day. I became a wall, and peace was in his eyes; Love had brought me into confidence. Come quickly, my beloved, over mountains; Run like a gazelle across the hills of spice. Let enduring love become our life.