The Book Of Love C.D.W. original

[V.1- Female Voice]
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth,
For your love is better than wine.
Lead me away.

We will be glad & rejoice in you.
We will remember your love more than wine.

[Male Voice]
I am dark but lovely.
Tell me, O you whom, I love.
A bundle of myrrh is my love to me.

[Female Voice]
My love is a cluster of henna blooms.
Behold you are fair my love.
You have doves eyes.
Behold you are handsome my beloved.

I sat down in his shade with great delight.
And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
For I am lovesick.
His left hand was under my head.

And his right hand embraced me.
My beloved spoke & said to me.
Rise up, my love, my fair one & come away.

[V.2- Male Voice]
For the winter has past,
The rain is over & gone.
The flowers appear on earth.
The time for singing has come.

And the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our land.
Rise up, my love, my fair one, & come away.

[Female Voice]
Let me hear your voice,
For your voice is sweet.
And your countenance is lovely.
My beloved is mine & I am his.

By night, on my bed, I sought the one I loved.

I will seek the one I love.
Have you seen the one I love?
I have found the one I love.
I held him & I would not let him go.

[Refrain- Voice of God]
Do not stir up, nor awaken love, until it pleases.

[V.3- Female Voice]
Who is this coming out of the wilderness?
The day of gladness of his heart.

[Male Voice]
Behold, you are fair my love.
You have dove’s eyes behind your veil.
Your lips are like strands of scarlet.
And your mouth is lovely.

[Female Voice]
I will go on my way to the mountain of myrrh.
You have ravished my heart,
With one look of your eyes.
How fair is your love?

How much better than wine is your love.
And the scent of your perfumes than allspice.
Your lips, O my love, drip as the honeycomb.

[Voice of God]
A fountain of gardens,
A well of living waters & streams,
And come, O south,
Come to my garden, O beloved ones.

[V.4- Female Voice]
I sleep but my heart is awake.
It is the voice of my beloved.
My dove, my perfect one,
And my heart yearns for him.

His locks are wavy & black as a raven.
His eyes are like doves.
His hands are rods of gold set with beryl.
His legs are pillars of marble, set on bases of fine gold.

His mouth is most sweet.
He is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved.
And this is my friend.

I am his beloved.
And my beloved is mine.

[Refrain- Voice of God]
Do not stir up, nor awaken love, before it pleases.

[V 5- Female & Male Voices]
Turn your eyes away from me.
For they have over come me.
My dove, my perfect one.
Is the only one.

She is blessed.
Who is she who looks forth at the morning?
Fair as the moon,
Clear as the sun.

[Female Voice]
The curve of your thighs are like jewels.
How fair & how pleasant you are.
O love, with your delights.
I am my beloved’s and his desire is towards me.

[Refrain- Voice of God]
Do not stir up, nor awaken love, until it pleases, God.