꧁⍟!𝓵𝓵𝓾!3𝓷⍟꧂

꧁ ༒ ✪You have enchanted my heart, my love, my bride, you have enchanted my heart. With one glance of your eyes With one bead of your necklaces How beautiful is your love, my lover, my bride. How sweeter is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils above all balsams! Your lips drip with freshest honey, my bride, honey and milk under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments like the fragrance of Lebanon. You are a garden enclosed, my lover, my bride, a garden enclosed, a sealed spring. Your pomegranate shoots are a grove, With exquisite fruit, the flowers of henna and nation. Spikard and saffron, fragrant reed and cinnamon, and all the resinous herbs, Myrrh and aloes, and all the finest balsams. You are the source of my garden, the fountain of living waters flowing from Lebanon. Your lips are so sweet. Oh, how beautiful you are, my love, how beautiful. Your eyes are like the depths! ✪༒ ꧂