Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.

Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!