3 Your aoils have a pleasing fragrance,
Your bname is like purified oil;
Therefore the cmaidens love you.
4 Draw me after you and let us run together!
The aking has brought me into his chambers.”
“We will rejoice in you and be glad;
We will extol your blove more than wine.
Rightly do they love you.”
5 “I am black but alovely,
O bdaughters of Jerusalem,
Like the ctents of dKedar,
Like the curtains of Solomon.
6 Do not look at me because I am swarthy,
For the sun has burned me.
My amother’s sons were angry with me;
They made me bcaretaker of the vineyards,
But I have not taken care of my own vineyard.