Songs 7 (BBT Translation)
The Beloved to Her Lover: Why do you gaze upon the Perfect One like the dance of the Mahanaim? The Lover to His Beloved: 7:1 (7:2) How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O nobleman’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a master craftsman. 7:2 Your navel is a round mixing bowl – may it never
