Павел Суровой. Song of Solomon 5 english

I enter my garden, my sister, my bride
The scent of the myrrh is my glory and pride
I drink of my wine and my milk with my friends
In this sacred circle where joy never ends

Eat, all my brothers, and drink of my soul
Let love be our master and passion our goal
I slept, but my heart was awake in the gloom
A knock at the door echoed deep in the room

The voice of my lover, a ghost in the night
Open to me, oh, my angel of light
My head is all drenched with the dew of the dark
But I was too slow to ignite the first spark

I called, but no answer, I searched, but in vain
The watchmen of shadows brought nothing but pain
They beat me and stripped me, the guards of the wall
I cry to you, daughters, oh, hear my soul call

If you find my beloved, oh, what will you say?
That I'm sick with a love that won't wither away
What is your lover? Why is he so rare?
My love is all ruddy, with dark raven hair

His eyes are like doves by the water's clear stream
His cheeks are like spices, a scent and a dream
His body is ivory, legs marble towers
His mouth is all sweetness like honey-filled flowers

This is my lover, my friend, and my king
The one to whose shadow I'll forever cling