The daughters of Jerusalem ask the woman where her beloved has gone, so that they may seek him with her (v. 1). She answers that her beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies (v. 2). She declares: I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies (v. 3).
The man praises her: you are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners (v. 4). He asks her to turn her eyes away from him, for they overwhelm him (v. 5). He repeats images from chapter 4 about her hair, her teeth and her cheeks (vv. 5-7). There are sixty queens and eighty concubines and virgins without number, but there is one who is his dove, his perfect one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her; the young women saw her and called her blessed, and the queens and concubines also praised her (vv. 8-9). He asks who this is who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners (v. 10).
The voice of the poem speaks of going down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded and the pomegranates were in bloom (v. 11). Before he knew it, his desire set him among the chariots of his noble people: the text is difficult and is translated in different ways (v. 12). The chapter ends with a call: return, return, O Shulammite, return, that we may look upon you; and the question of what is seen in the Shulammite, as in the dance of two camps (v. 13).