Cantares 6

Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.

Hermosa eres tú, oh amiga mía, como Tirsa; de desear, como Jerusalem; imponente como ejércitos en orden.

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.