1Late at night, I’m in my feels, looking for my soulmate, but he ghosted me.

2I’m like, “Bet, I’m gonna bounce around the city and find my love,” but still no luck.

3The city guards spotted me, and I asked them, “Yo, have you seen my soulmate?”

4I barely walked away from them when I finally found my love, and I held on tight, not letting go until I took him to my mom’s place.

5I’m telling you, daughters of Jerusalem, don’t mess with my love vibes until he’s ready.

6Who’s this coming out of the wilderness, all smoky and smelling like a vibe, with merchant scents?

7Check out his bed, it’s Solomon’s; got 60 strong homies surrounding it, all about that Israel life.

8They’re all strapped with swords, ready for battle, cause you know, night can be sus.

9King Solomon flexed with a chariot made from Lebanon wood.

10He decked it out with silver pillars, a gold base, and a purple cover, all about that love for the daughters of Jerusalem.

11Yo, daughters of Zion, go see King Solomon rockin’ the crown his mom gave him on his wedding day, all heart eyes and joy.

1By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

2I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

3The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

4It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me.

5I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

6Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?

7Behold his bed, which is Solomon’s; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.

8They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night.

9King Solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of Lebanon.

10He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.

11Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.