- 'For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone.
- 'The flowers have already appeared in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
- 'The fig tree has ripened its figs, And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come along!'"
- "O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely."
- "Catch the foxes for us, The little foxes that are ruining the vineyards, While our vineyards are in blossom."
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- See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.
- Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.
- The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me."
- My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
- Catch for us the foxes, the little foxes that ruin the vineyards, our vineyards that are in bloom.
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