Beloved | |
I am a rose of Sharon, | |
a lily of the valleys. | |
Lover | |
Like a lily among thorns | |
is my darling among the maidens. | 5 |
Beloved | |
Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest | |
is my lover among the young men. | |
I delight to sit in his shade, | |
and his fruit is sweet to my taste. | 10 |
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He has taken me to the banquet hall, | |
and his banner over me is love. | |
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Strengthen me with raisins, | |
refresh me with apples, | |
for I am faint with love. | 15 |
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His left arm is under my head, | |
and his right arm embraces me. | |
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Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you | |
by the gazelles and by the does of the field: | |
Do not arouse or awaken love | 20 |
until it so desires. | |
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Listen! My lover! | |
Look! Here he comes, | |
leaping across the mountains, | |
bounding over the hills. | 25 |
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My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. | |
Look! There he stands behind our wall, | |
gazing through the windows, | |
peering through the lattice. | |
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My lover spoke and said to me, | 30 |
"Arise, my darling, | |
my beautiful one, and come with me. | |
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See! The winter is past; | |
the rains are over and gone. | |
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Flowers appear on the earth; | 35 |
the season of singing has come, | |
the cooing of doves | |
is heard in our land. | |
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The fig tree forms its early fruit; | |
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. | 40 |
Arise, come, my darling; | |
my beautiful one, come with me." | |
Lover | |
My dove in the clefts of the rock, | |
in the hiding places on the mountainside, | |
show me your face, | 45 |
let me hear your voice; | |
for your voice is sweet, | |
and your face is lovely. | |
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Catch for us the foxes, | |
the little foxes | 50 |
that ruin the vineyards, | |
our vineyards that are in bloom. | |
Beloved | |
My lover is mine and I am his; | |
he browses among the lilies. | 55 |
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Until the day breaks | |
and the shadows flee, | |
turn, my lover, | |
and be like a gazelle | |
or like a young stag | 60 |
on the rugged hills. | |