For the lips of the adulterous woman drip honey, and her seductive words are smoother than olive oil,

They are of greater value than gold, than even a great amount of pure gold; they bring greater delight than honey, than even the sweetest honey from a honeycomb.

Eat honey, my child, for it is good, and honey from the honeycomb is sweet to your taste.

The one whose appetite is satisfied loathes honey, but to the hungry mouth every bitter thing is sweet.

Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride, honey and milk are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.