⁵ Young women of Jerusalem, my skin is dark but I am beautiful.^[a]
    My skin is dark, like the tents of Kedar.
    It is beautiful, like the curtains of King Solomon's tent.
⁶ The sun has caused my skin to become dark.
    Please do not look at me as if I am strange.
My brothers were angry with me.
    They caused me to work outside in the sun.
I took care of the vineyards,
    and I could not take care of my own vineyard, my body.

⁷ I love you, my dear one.^[b]
Tell me where you take your sheep to eat grass.
    Where will you take them to rest at midday?
I do not want to look for you everywhere
    among the sheep of your friends.
They might not understand what I am doing.