Song of Solomon - Gen Z Bible

Song of Solomon 1

Yo, peep this lit track straight outta Solomon’s playlist, it’s the ultimate banger, the absolute fire anthem.
I’m all about those smooches, ’cause your love game is on point, better than the fanciest vino.
Your name’s blowing up like a trending scent, ’cause you’re straight-up amazing, and everyone’s totally obsessed with you.
Hey, let’s vibe and roll on this journey together. The king’s calling me to kick it in his private spot, and we’re gonna chill and vibe with you. Your love’s gonna stick with us, more precious than any top-shelf wine. Those who ride for you, they’re all about that love.
Check me out, girls of Jerusalem, I’m flexing like the dope tents of Kedar and the sick curtains of Solomon.
Don’t trip ’cause I’m all sun-kissed, I’ve been out in that sunlight. My fam’s been on my case, got me hustling in the vineyards, didn’t even get to tend to my own patch.
Ayo, my love, can you drop me a pin to where you and your squad hang during the day? Don’t wanna be lost wandering with your crew. Need some direction here, fam! 🌞
Hey, gorgeous, if you’re lost, just stick with the trendy crowd and kick it near the chill shepherds’ spots.
Gotta admit, babe, you’re like a lit squad of horses strutting like Pharaoh’s chariots.
Your cheeks are poppin’ with those sick rows of jewels, and your neck’s killin’ it with those gold chains.
We’ll hook you up with gold borders and silver studs.
When the king’s posted up at his table, my spikenard’s like, “Whoa, what’s that fragrance?!”
My babe’s vibe is just on point, kickin’ it with me all night long.
My crush is just a whole vibe, hangin’ in the sunflower fields of Engedi. So chill, like a breeze on a summer day. 🌻
Check you out, stunna! Seriously, you’re mesmerizing with those dove-like eyes. (By the way, you’re my ultimate ride-or-die.)
Yo, you’re absolutely stunning, my love, like, seriously delightful. And our spot is just so chill and serene, it’s all green and vibey.
Our crib’s vibe is all cedar, and our chill zones are decked out in fir. #aesthetic

Song of Solomon 2

I’m like the ultimate flower, the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
My love shines like a rare gem, standing out in a sea of regular girls.
My boo’s top tier among the guys, like the sickest tree in the whole forest. Chillin’ under his shade brings me joy, his vibe’s sweet and satisfying. It’s like his charm’s irresistible, like a flavor explosion.
He brought me to this epic party scene, showing off his love for me. And let me tell you, the drinks were flowing.
Pour me some delicious drinks, treat me with some tasty snacks because I’m completely overwhelmed with love. (And no, apples don’t sound cozy at all, so let’s skip that.)
He’s got one arm under my head and the other wrapped around me in a hug.
Yo, listen up, squad! Ladies of Jerusalem, this one’s for you. I’m swearin’ by those graceful deer and majestic gazelles: don’t go messin’ with my love until he’s ready. Serious talk!
OMG, y’all! My bae’s voice is here, flexin’ and bouncing on those mountains, straight up skipping on those hills!
My crush is like the cutest deer ever, just peep this: they’re standin’ behind the wall, peekin’ through the windows, showin’ off through the lattice. #flourishing
My bae was like, “Get up, my love, my gorgeous one, and let’s bounce.”
Listen up, fam, winter’s finally over and the rain’s done!
Check it, flowers poppin’ up everywhere on the ground. It’s that time when birds start serenadin’ us with their sweet songs, and we can even hear the soothing coo of the turtle in our hood.
OMG, the fig tree’s popping with green figs, and the vines are smelling so good with those fresh grapes. Hey, my beautiful bae, let’s dip and escape together!
Hey, my amazing dove, chilling in those cool hiding spots, like, up in the rocks and secret places. Let me see your face, hear your voice. It’s so sweet, and your face is absolutely stunning.
Yo, let’s nab those sneaky foxes, the little troublemakers messin’ with our vines. ‘Cause our vines are poppin’ with delicate grapes, you feel?
My boo’s all mine, and I’m all his: he’s just vibin’ with the lilies.
When the sun’s up and the darkness fades, my love, turn and be swift and graceful like a deer or a young stag on the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon 3

So, like, last night, I’m chilling in bed, you know, just vibing, and I’m low-key searching for the one who my soul vibes with, you feel me? I’m scanning through, but they’re nowhere to be found, it’s a total mystery.
Hey, fam, I’m about to bounce outta bed and hit the streets, gonna explore the city scene, maybe hit up some lit spots, trying to track down that special someone who’s got my heart on lock. Been on the hunt all over, but still no sign of ’em, it’s like playing hide and seek with destiny, yo!
So, like, the squad on the streets peeped me and I’m all, “Hey, did any of you catch sight of the one who’s got my heart doin’ flips?”
I was vibin’ with my clique for a minute, but then I crossed paths with the one who’s got my soul all kinds of shook. I held onto them tight, ain’t lettin’ go ’til I bring ’em home to meet the fam, even to the spot where my mom brought me into this world.
Attention, sisters of Jerusalem, hear me out, swearin’ by the graceful deer and the tranquil deer in the fields, don’t go stirrin’ up or disturbing my love until he’s ready.
Hey, check out who’s rollin’ up, like a whole mood, with smoke driftin’ ’round, smellin’ all fancy with myrrh and frankincense, drippin’ those sweet scents from the top-shelf joints?
Peep Solomon’s dope crib; he’s got a crew of sixty hardcore dudes, the realest of the real from Israel, posted up all around.
They’re all strapped with their swords, straight up masters of war: each one got their blade locked and loaded, you feel, just in case any shady stuff goes down after dark.
King Solomon showed off his craftsmanship and copped himself a lit whip made of top-notch Lebanese wood. It was like a boss’s ride, or maybe a super bougie bed.
He flaunted those pillars, silver crew, drippin’ gold at the bottom. The canopy? Straight chillin’ in purple. The whole setup was radiating love, giving major vibes for the ladies in Jerusalem.
Hey, yo, listen up, all you girls of Zion! Peep King Solomon flexin’ that dope crown his mom hooked him up with on his special day. Dude’s feelin’ hella hyped and pumped!

Song of Solomon 4

Whoa, babe! Can we just take a moment to appreciate your absolute beauty? Your eyes are like, pure vibes, nestled in your gorgeous hair. And that hair? It’s like a whole majestic cascade, flowing like a boss from Mount Gilead. Seriously, major wow vibes!
And your teeth? On point, like a squad of sheep after a fresh cleaning session, all twinning without a single one left behind.
Girl, your lips? They’re like a bold red thread, and when you speak, it’s straight up captivating. And your hair? It’s like a juicy slice of pomegranate hiding in those locks of yours.
Your neck? It’s like David’s tower, stacked with a thousand bucklers – all shields of mighty warriors.
Yo, your twins? They’re like two epic roes, totally twinning and chilling among the lilies.
When the sun peeks over and darkness bounces, I’m vibing with myrrh at the chill spot and hiking up the hill with that frankincense energy. 🌿
Babe, you’re flawless; seriously, there’s nothing but love for you.
Hey, love, let’s dip from Lebanon together – I’m talking about Lebanon! Imagine the insane views from the highest peaks of Amana, Shenir, and Hermon. Scope out those lions’ dens and the mountains where the leopards roam. 🦁🏔️
Sis, you’ve straight-up snatched my heart, my ride or die; you’ve taken it with that killer gaze, with that sick chain around your neck.
OMG, your love, sis, is fire! It’s, like, wayyy better than any fancy drink, and your perfume game is next level, beating out all the other sweet scents!
Babe, your lips? They’re like flames with that smooth talk: honey and milk are your jam, and your vibe is as fresh as that Lebanon scent. 🍯🥛
My sis, my partner, she’s like this exclusive garden, a secret spring, a sealed fountain.
Your plants? So rad! They’re like this awesome orchard of pomegranates with insanely bomb fruits. And you’ve got camphor and spikenard in the mix, giving off those chill vibes. Seriously, it’s a whole mood, you feel? 🌿🍃
Check it, we’re stocked with lit spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, plus all those dope frankincense trees. And let’s not forget myrrh and aloes, along with all the top-notch spices!
Yo, picture this: a lit garden with mad fountains, a sick well of pure energy, and dope streams straight outta Lebanon. 🌿💧
Yo, north wind, rise and shine! And yo, south wind, roll through and blow on my garden, so its spices can spread that vibe. I want my boo to step into this garden and savor all the tasty fruits it’s got to offer. 🌬️🌿

Song of Solomon 5

Hey fam, I stepped into my garden, you know, with my ride or die, my boo: I snagged some myrrh and spice; I vibed with my honeycomb and honey; I chilled with some wine and milk. Dig in, squad; drink up, y’all, my homies. Feel the love vibes, even get lit on love if that’s your vibe!
I’m vibing, but my spirit’s awake, ’cause bae’s hitting me up like, ‘Hey, open up, fam!’ They’re like, ‘Bro, my love, my day one, my genuine soul. I’m out here, drenched in that crisp night dew, rocking those nighttime droplets on my hair.’
Just stripped off my dope threads, how am I gonna throw ’em back on? Cleaned up my kicks; how do I mess ’em up again?
Bae reached through the door crack, and it hit me deep. My heart did a thing, like, skipped a beat. (or maybe even in my stomach, who knows)
I rose to welcome my beloved; my hands smelled of myrrh, and my fingers carried the scent of sweet myrrh as I turned the doorknob.
I was all set to kick it with my boo, but they totally ghosted me: my heart went into overdrive when they dipped; I searched high and low, but they were MIA; I hit ’em up, but got left on read.
Then, like, these security guards doing their rounds spotted me, and man, they straight up roughed me up, causing some major hurt. And those wall guards? They straight up snatched my veil off.
Hey, ladies of Jerusalem! If you spot my incredible bae, tell him I’m totally smitten. Like, beyond obsessed. Share the news, okay? ♥️
So, what makes your significant other, like, the absolute bomb compared to all the others out there? Like, what’s the special sauce that makes them stand out, that you’re like totally head over heels for them?
My crush is like, totally flawless, the ultimate standout in a sea of peeps. #relationshipgoals
His head is legit pure gold, his locks all thick and curly, blacker than a raven. (Thick and curly: or, curly)
His eyes are like serene doves posted by the riverside, all clean and glammed up. They’re on fleek, sitting in pure splendor like a precious gem in a bougie ring.
Dude, this guy’s cheeks are like a whole field of spices, just sweet flowers all over. And his lips? They’re like lilies, giving off this sweet myrrh scent. No lie, it’s like stacks on stacks of perfumes, man.
His hands are like gold rings with a cool beryl vibe, his belly all smooth and glowing ivory, shining like sapphires.
Yo, his legs are solid, like marble pillars sitting on a gold base. And his face? It’s like Lebanon, epic like those tall cedars.
Honestly, his mouth is mad sweet, and he’s just overall incredible. He’s bae and my ride or die, fam, you know what I mean? Hey, ladies of Jerusalem, he’s the real deal! #Blessed

Song of Solomon 6

Yo, where’s your crush at, sis? He dipped? Let’s go on a search mission together.
My boo went down to the lit garden, vibin’ with some dope spices and picking lilies.
I’m all about my bae, and my bae’s all about me, just chillin’ like bosses surrounded by lilies.
Girl, you’re slayin’ like those Insta queens in Tirzah, beautiful like the city of Jerusalem, and bold like a squad with their banners.
Yo, I can’t even deal, your vibe’s too strong for me. Your hair’s like a flock of goats, rockin’ that Gilead style. #onpoint
Your teeth are like a crew of just-flossed champs, each one twinnin’ up, no gaps in sight.
Your hair’s fire, like pomegranate seeds flowin’ around your temples.
So there’s like 60 queens, 80 concubines, and a crazy ton of virgins.
Yo, peep my girl, she’s next level. Pure vibes, raised right by her momma. She’s standin’ out, catchin’ everyone’s eye. Even the queens and concubines gotta give her props.
OMG, who’s that girl glowin’ like the morning, lookin’ stunning as the moon, shining like the sun, and totally slayin’ like a squad with their banners?
So, I dipped to peep the epic garden, checkin’ out what fruits were poppin’ in the valley. Wanted to see if the vine was flourishin’ and if the pomegranates were startin’ to pop.
Before I even knew it, my soul was vibin’ like the sickest chariots of Amminadib. It’s like my spirit caught a ride with my crew, all hyped for the adventure.
Yo, come back, Shulamite, come back so we can peep your scene. What’s up with you? It’s like a major army vibe happening, you feel me?

Song of Solomon 7

Yo, those kicks are straight fire, princess! The bling on your legs is like precious gems, crafted by a total artist.
Your navel is like a sleek cup, always filled to the brim; your belly is like a stack of wheat, decked out with beautiful lilies.
Your chest is like a pair of young deer, just twinning.
Your neck is sleek like a statue, and your eyes? They’re captivating, like crystal clear pools by the trendy entrance of a bustling city. Your nose? It stands tall like a majestic skyscraper, gazing toward the bustling metropolis.
Your hair is absolutely on fleek, like a fiery sunset on Carmel. The king can’t help but stare at you in awe. No one can deny your captivating beauty.
Hey love, you’re totally bringing in those good vibes, keeping it real!
Your figure is sleek and elegant, and your breasts are like clusters of juicy grapes.
So, I was like, “Yo, check it, I’m gonna scale up that palm tree and snag those branches.” And then, sis, your curves gonna be like clusters of grapes, and your vibe gonna be all apple-licious.
Your words are like the finest wine for my love, flowing smoothly, even making the silent ones speak up. 🍷
My significant other and I are totally vibing for each other.
Hey, my loyal companion, let’s explore the outdoor scene and hang out at some chill spots in the neighborhood.
Hey, let’s rise and shine super early and check out the vineyards; let’s see if the vines are flourishing, if those sweet grapes are popping, and if the pomegranates are starting to bloom. That’s where I’ll express my love to you.
The mandrakes smell amazing, and we’ve got all sorts of tasty fruits at our gates, both fresh and aged, all of which I’ve kept just for you, my beloved.

Song of Solomon 8

Yo, imagine if you were my ride-or-die, like we’ve been tight since day one! If I spotted you on the block, I’d straight up hug or dap you, no cap, no hate vibes from anyone! Ain’t nobody gonna trip if I show love!
I’mma invite you to my fam’s spot, where my mom drops mad knowledge. We’ll chill with some lit spiced wine made from fresh pomegranate juice.
Like, he should slide his left hand under my head and pull me in with his right hand, you know?
Hey, girls of Jerusalem, listen up: I got a word for y’all. Don’t be all up in my guy’s space, like, let him sleep until he’s good to go. Don’t be stirring up drama, just chill.
Check out who’s rolling out of the wilderness, leaning on her bae? I found you under the apple tree, where your mama brought you into this world.
Hold me close, like a dope tattoo or sticker on your heart and arm. Love is fierce, like death, and jealousy is wild, like the grave. It’s like those blazing coals, super intense, you feel me?
Love’s gonna keep on rollin’, even if the whole world’s got beef with it. It’s worth way more than any cash or stuff you can throw at it.
So, we got this little sis who’s still finding her way, what’s the move when folks start eyeing her up?
If she’s legit and loyal, we’re gonna upgrade her to a dope crib; and if she’s warm and inclusive, we’ll deck her out with solid cedar walls.
I’m steady like a brick wall, and my chest is like these epic towers. In his sight, I was the one he was feelin’.
So, peep this, Solomon had this lit vineyard in Baalhamon, and he leased it out to some chill peeps. And guess what? They dropped a grand stack of silver just to snag those fruits. Talk about bougie, huh?
Yo, look at this fresh vineyard in my sight. Solomon, my dude, he had a thousand of these, and the folks tending the fruits? Two hundred strong!
Ayy, you vibin’ in the gardens, and your crew’s all ears to your voice. Lemme get in on that, hear what you gotta spill.
Hey, love, dash over like a lit deer on those spice-laden hills.