Come, my love. Let’s go to the country. Let’s spend the night in the villages.

我的良人，来吧！你我可以往田间去；你我可以在村庄住宿。

来吧！我的良人，让我们往田间去，在村庄住宿。

来吧！我的良人，让我们往田间去，在村庄住宿。

我的良人，来吧！让我们到田间去，在村庄里住宿吧。

我的良人哪！来吧！让我们往田间去；让我们在凤仙花丛中过夜吧。

我的良人，來吧！你我可以往田間去；你我可以在村莊住宿。

來吧！我的良人，讓我們往田間去，在村莊住宿。

來吧！我的良人，讓我們往田間去，在村莊住宿。

我的良人，來吧！讓我們到田間去，在村莊裡住宿吧。

我的良人哪！來吧！讓我們往田間去；讓我們在鳳仙花叢中過夜吧。

我的愛人哪，來吧，咱們出去、到田間，就在鳳仙花叢間住宿吧；

我所愛者其來、爾我同往田野、宿於鳳仙花間、

爾與我來、共往田間、宿於鄉里。

我屬我之良人、彼亦戀我、

Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages;

Come, my love, let us go out to the fields and spend the night among the wildflowers.

Come, my love, let’s go to the field; let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.

Come, my beloved, let’s go out to the country, Let’s spend the night in the villages.

Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

Come, my love, let’s go to the field; let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages.

Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

“ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. Come with me from Lebanon. Come down from the top of Mount Amana. Come down from the top of Senir. Come to me from the peak of Mount Hermon. Leave the dens where the lions live. Leave the places in the mountains where the leopards stay.

Take me away with you. Let us hurry! King Solomon, bring me into your palace.”“ King Solomon, you fill us with joy. You make us happy. We praise your love more than we praise wine.”“ It is right for them to love you!

He said to me,‘ Rise up, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one.Look! The winter is past. The rains are over and gone.Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come. The cooing of doves is heard in our land.The fig trees are producing their early fruit. The flowers on the vines are giving off their sweet smell. Rise up and come, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one.’ ”