⁵ “Women of Jerusalem,
    my skin is dark but lovely.
It is dark like the tents in Kedar.
    It’s like the curtains of Solomon’s tent.
⁶ Don’t stare at me because I’m dark.
    The sun has made my skin look like this.
My brothers were angry with me.
    They made me take care of the vineyards.
    I haven’t even taken care of my own vineyard.

⁷ “King Solomon, I love you.
    So tell me where you take care of your flock.
    Tell me where you rest your sheep at noon.
Why should I have to act like a prostitute
    near the flocks of your friends?”