favorite passage so far :)

YOUTHS
Sing, O vineyard, sing out to it,
the vineyard of Ein Gedi, in the sun:
a garden tilled by songs,
cleared of stones by a noble nation,
in a ray born of the sun, they planted its choice vines:
the time of pruning has ended,
the summer is past, it has passed on,
and our grapevine is laden,
its tendrils have become numerous,
its branches have grown long:
its twigs have lengthened,
its shoots have abandoned and passed the furrow,
on its limbs, glorious clusters,
it shall bow with the weight of its clusters:
their grapes are drunk with wine,
emeralds, amber, and jacinth:
let comrades arise, let harvesters of grapes approach:
our sister, lovely grapevine,
slaking her thirst with the sun and the night-dews;
her nectar is filled with pips
in the first fruits of your grapes:
and your hair is like to a tree’s crown,
under which your eyes lie waiting;
and your breasts like clusters of grapes
taut with stopped juices:
come, lovers, let us gaze upon the vine,
let us harvest with our baskets...