I am black and beautiful,
O daughters of Jerusalem,
like the tents of Kedar,
like the curtains of Solomon.
Do not gaze at me because I am dark.
because the sun has gazed on me .
My mother's sons were angry with me.
they made me keeper of
the vineyards ,
but my own vineyard I have
not kept!
Tell me ,you whom my soul loves.
where you pasture your flock.
where you make it lie down at noon;
for why should I be like one who is veiled
beside the flocks of your companions?
If you do not know,
O fairest among women,
follow the tracks of the flock,
and pasture your kids
beside the shepherds' tents.